Erick Sermon F- Redman React Lyrics

React Lyrics

[Intro] 

 Just Blaze, yeah 

 Check me out now 

 Yo, yo, yo, yo, check me out now 

 Yo, yo, yo 

 Let me hear ya say 

 Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh 

 Put your hands in the air everybody, c'mon 

 Where them dogs at 

 

 [Erick Sermon] 

 Hey yo, I'm immaculate, come through masculine 

 Wide-body frame, E-Dub's the name, whoa 

 In the field of rap, I'm supurb, I'm fly 

 I should be in the sky with birds 

 I ride 20 inch rims when I lean, yo 

 (Hey yo, them Timbs nigga) 

 I know, I keep 'em clean though 

 Come through stormin' the block like El Nino 

 Scoop up an average chick before she close 

 She goes, those my people 

 Yeah, them broads from Puerto Rico, them key folks 

 Yeah, watch how the "E" locs 64 

 Black rags, black interior, shift on the floor 

 Burn out, I do it for the kids 

 They're hoppin' it turn style, the "E" goin' wild 

 Yo, like them white chicks on a DVD 

 Yeah, I'm worldwide, MTV and BET, nigga 

 

 1 - Whateva' she said, then I'm that 

 If this here rocks to y'all, then react 

 

 Whateva' she said, then I'm that 

 If this here rocks to y'all, then react 

 

 Yo, do I gotta go ape or go nutty 

 I leave your eye like a 9-9 biz-buggy, puffy 

 Brit niggas get real ugly 

 Trust me, keep your four if you feel lucky 

 Mug me, I ain't got nothin' but four figures 

 And weed and hash chopped in the coffee blender 

 My shots like squeegy men on your window 

 Usual suspect, I'm the crippled member 

 Get away when I sat down in the office 

 Heat in my 'lac keep me walkin' awkward 

 While y'all talk it, the doc reinforce it 

 The mic, it's hard to keep my paws off it 

 Yo' bitch is my bitch when it's over 

 No Cristall, I'll pour duck with King Cobra 

 Out in the Nova, don't bother 

 My knee not brown, cost is a shot down the quarter 

 

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 Hey yo Red, he's over (Word?) with his shit right now 

 Watch this, told ya 

 Chi-chi-chi-chi-chi-chi-chi-chi-chi-chillin', I'm milk 

 I'm that kid Gizmo, which y'all billin' 

 Yo, when the roof is on fire, believe it, it's me 

 Sparks when I rock the mic like Segal & Free 

 When the pen hit the pad, the evil in me come out 

 Total recall for people to breathe 

 

 I got dogs in the backyard shittin' their lawns 

 We got chickens ain't leaving 'till six in the morning 

 Round and round we go, circle the arena 

 Leave the party, go straight to the Marriott 

 Dozy-doe, we're cowboys with a saddle-lac 

 Rodeo with 20 fours on the Cadillac 

 What your name is, yo, R.E.D. 

 Crack cost money, but the "E" is free, yeah 

 

 Repeat 1 until fade