Eightball F Redman Coffee Shoppe Lyrics

Coffee Shoppe Lyrics

Redman Talking] 

 You are now, witnessing, the effects of the BUDDHA! 

 Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo 

  

 [Redman] 

 Redman kick through your door 

 Liquidated then I come through your pores 

 Think the track is bleedin' get at the gauze 

 Mix, fidgit, 'fore I rip it in four's 

 Look at my face, you can tell that I'm slick 

 The blunt, excersize, 10 in the clip 

 Y'all niggaz ready for the un-conterfit? 

 D-O, dot, bee-bo, tuck in your shit 

 That bogus holder of the sticky dolja 

 Got me appearing on the wanted poster 

 It's like when your body get caught on rotor's 

 Wnen I snap like strings through boat motors 

 My kitchen fridge look like Jeffery Dahmer's 

 Boys screamin' for mama from the drama 

 My hunger for hip-hop got my gun up 

 Yo EightBall, hit the marijuana 

  

 [EightBall] 

 Yeah, yeah 

 EightBall blazin' the hay 

 And hella pound almost everyday 

 Real playas run the game that they play 

 That's why I'm doin' it the playa way 

 I say, dope rhyme's, potent and real 

 Showin' skills all my homies can feel 

 Smile at you see the name on my grill 

 Cut the track up let me show you the deal 

 I be twisted with that Redman 

 We get it all, cookin' dope makin' bread man 

 I got the Eagle full of hollow tipped lead man 

 Hear what I said man? 

 Can all that weak noise 

 I write, busta go and get your little weak boys 

 You know what bring a player joy? 

 Playin' with them glock toys 

 See I avoid all suckas trippin' 

 Full of liquor, actin' like a bunch of women lippin' 

 Interested in what I be grippin' 

 Dippin' in the Benz zippin' 

 Pass all you haters fakin' 

 Runnin' round seein' real players imitatin' 

 Breakin' concentration, all up in my situation 

 Hay blazin' 

  

 Chorus:  

 Get y'all shit together 

 Coffee Shoppe we with whatever 

 EightBall stay high forever 

 Yo Doc, keep it tucked under my lever 

 We here to keep the party live 

 Smoke hay till we chinky eyed 

 Wanna brawl? 

 We can meet outside 

 Red and Ball be down to ride 

  

  

 [Redman Talkin] 

 Yo, yo, look around you mothafuckers 

 It's a hip-hop holocaust 

 Yeah, you just found the right superheroes to take care of that shit 

 Mothafucker 

  

 [EightBall] 

 Head rush and green stinky 

 Feelin' like a niga dropped a mickey 

 Drink up the Hen and watch me get tipsy 

 Who wanna ride with me, 160 

 Up and down 48 trackin' 

 Ski mask, kick in doors in, straight beat jackin' 

 Ball battin' rhymes all in your skull crackin' 

 Actin' like I got a problem that's heavy to me 

 Smokin' brothers like a dooby in a gangsta movie 

 MC's turn stank like a old lady coochie 

 Ball and Red be all up in your shit 

 So deep that it be damn near permanent 

 So authentic you can tell it from conterfit 

 Who wanna hit of the purest Coffee Shoppe crop 

 Guaranteed to be bomb to the last drop 

 Ball and Red keep it stone like Bedrock 

 We keep it hot 

  

 [Redman] 

 Yo 

 I'm ? the blackout mode 

 I snatch cheese that your mousetrap hold 

 Yo, who fucks ya baby? 

 Hey Kojack knows my flows, Kodak 

 Couldn't hold that pose 

 Wow 

 Goofy  playin' tough on the streets 

 Blue collar MC's suffer the heat 

 Until I reach the isosoles heat 

 Right angle better, double your sleeve 

 I'm just a black nation wide singer 

 Cops lookin' for Red, but can't arraign us 

 You need more than lion trainers to tame us 

 Famous for cuffin' mics with 5 fingers 

 That's why I walk so distorted 

 Any form of harsh aborted 

 Word so superb it'll turn to herb if you snort it 

 50 sack and a nick can vouch for it 

 We keep it critical 

 If you hard core spit it out, out, out, out 

 Doc who be arousin' police 

 My underground funk be plowin' the streets 

 So if you claimin' you the best MC 

 Bring your arm over here and handcuff me 

 We battle till the cattle learn to speak 

 Cross examine me, I'm straight up framed! 

  

 Chorus X2