Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Jersey Yo!, artist - Redman. Album song Doc's Da Name 2000, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.1997
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: DEF JAM, RAL
Song language: English
Jersey Yo! |
Yo yo yo |
Once upon a time up in Jersey, Yo! |
Ha ha, I damn near had to wreck a ho |
Yo, I knocked on her door, «Who is it?» |
Ha ha, it’s Funk Doc here to pay a little visit to ya |
I heard them niggas in The Bricks get smoked a lot |
I heard them niggas out in Brooklyn get smoked a lot |
I heard them niggas all Uptown get smoked a lot |
I heard them niggas out in Queens get smoked a lot |
Yo, yo yo |
I smoke your buddha to the last drop like I was Maxwell |
If blunts came in degrees, call me a blackbelt |
I’m worldwide chinky, who dub with chrome inky |
Chicken ridin' shottie and she boost all her dickie |
This is your brain, this is my tape on drugs |
If your lame ass can’t feel it, then your cord unplugged |
PPP smoked your weed, ain’t nobody around |
You just got clowned for a whole half a pound, check it out, now |
I do a lot of stupid shit when I be smokin' |
One time I left my truck runnin' in Brooklyn wide open |
I forget who I call, ask for Nia (R — «Hello, can I talk to Nia?») |
And it’s Tonya (G — «NIA?!», R — «Oh shit!») |
Click over (R — «Whassup bitch?». «Oh, hi momma!») |
Yo, when I’m on stage rhymin I forget what state that I’m in |
The bitches numbers I lost, my baby mama find em |
I played the lottery, forty million that day |
I probably won the motherfucker but I forgot that I played! |
Yo yo yo |
Once upon a time up in Jersey, Yo! |
Ha ha, I damn near had to wreck a ho |
Yo, I knocked on her door, «Who is it?» |
Hah, it’s Funk Doc here to pay a little visit to ya |
I heard them niggas up in Cali get smoked a lot |
All them niggas in Atlanta get smoked a lot |
I heard them niggas in Virginia get smoked a lot |
I heard them niggas in Rhode Island get smoked a lot |
Aiyyo-yo, yo |
When I get high I start throwin' water in the crowd |
Battle MCs off the top, slaughterin' a child |
Detroit call it Ganz, Miami call it Krip |
No matter what you call it, it be peelin' back my shit! |
Aiyyo Cali niggas got Bomb -- that same Bomb |
Made me forget my mama’s birthday and it’s tattoed on my arm |
I misplace my Lex keys everytime I be zee’d up |
I was caught puttin' Christmas trees up, and it was Easter! |
Do y’all motherfuckers feel high tonight? |
Knowin y’all niggas shouldn’t drive tonight? |
Yo, however the plan go, close the Caravan door |
So we can all die and get high off of secondhand smoke |
Brick City got the Pep, empty out your Black N' Milds |
Smokin the L with Doc earn frequent flyer miles |
I flew around the planet with my weed tucked in |
I need to go to E.O. |
rehab, and sign my stankin ass in! |
Once upon a time up in Jersey, Yo! |
Ah-hah, I damn near had to wreck a ho |
Yo, I knocked on her door, «Who is it?» |
Yo, it’s Funk Doc here to pay a little visit to ya |
I heard them niggas in The Bronx get smoked a lot |
I heard them niggas up in Yonkers get smoked a lot |
I heard them niggas in Chi-Town get smoked a lot |
I heard them niggas in Detroit get smoked a lot |
Lot, lot, lot, lot |
Yo, yo, yo, yo |
Yo. |
motherfucker |
Don’t fuck around in The Bricks motherfucker |
Rats’ll whoop your ass over there motherfucker |
Nigga got so much Backyard Boogie over there |
The seeds’ll kill you motherfucker, yeah! |
Chickenheads’ll rob you over there motherfucker |
Sucker ass motherfucker |
Get the fuck on out of here |
Yo light that shit here! |
(We gon' take you out, on W Fuck All Y’all radio) |