Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cheerz, artist - Redman.
Date of issue: 31.12.2009
Song language: English
Cheerz |
I said I’m. |
I’ma. |
great white on the mic, servin fishscale |
Livin life like I co-star with Denzel |
Hip-hop been my life since kids meals |
Lee jeans, label blocks and Big Wheels (uhh) |
Ever since then I’ve been a FUCKIN problem |
Feelin like Bruce Wayne, and this is Gotham |
Now I got them haters watchin |
Waitin for my next hit like a nigga boxin |
(And the NEWWW!) On this mic you can see I’m blessed |
Some say I’m the (One), like (KRS) |
Shoutout to Clue, Flex and Doo Wop |
R.I.P. |
Big L, Pun, Biggie and Tupac |
Flow so sick somebody give me a flu shot (achoo) |
I’m well done, overcooked, too hot |
A booth, ProTools and a MP |
That’s all I need to show you that I’m a emcee (yessir!) |
So you can chase the fame, cause simply |
difference is, you a Beamer, I’m a Bentley — dummy! |
Now wonder where I’d be without Funk Doc |
So this toast goes to Redman and hip-hop (yo) |
Whattup Big Unc? |
(Whattup nephew?) |
WHATTUP JERSEY? |
(Check mic one) Check mic two |
YEAH THEY HEARD ME. |
How y’all feel? |
(Drinks on me!) |
NOW WHO THIRSTY? |
(Cheers! This ones her for hip-hop) |
HI-HI-HIP-HOP |
This is my life — this is my life baby |
We gon' do it like this nigga |
Yo, watch out now I talk like a old man |
But still got that UHH like Jor-dan |
Call in, anywhere I go it’s CHEERS |
Cause they yell my name like Nor-man |
Walk in, look cool |
Flow like the ink pen got Red Bull |
Feel like I’m school, back to the basics |
Handcuffin hip-hop, niggaz start rapin (yessir) |
And I faced it, it’s a new ballgame |
It’s like when (Baby Boy) met Ving Rhames |
Now that’s so appealin, the veteran |
still trappin, I’m back in the building |
Yeah I laugh when I’m yakkin to children |
But it’s hard when ya boy lackin a million |
I’m so brilliant, cause I work the Eastside |
And do the same damn thing on the Westside (West coast!) |
For hip-hop I’ma die — you fuck with it? |
I’m O-Dog, I ain’t lettin that shit ride! |
Whoever outside with a eardrum |
Old people, young people, here it come |
This is my life (yo, watch out now) |
Hip-Hop (yessir, yo neph' I got it nigga) |
Yo, aiyyo neph' you can tell I love hip-hop |
And me stoppin any time? |
I think not |
Whip, the opposite of a hard top |
Summertime, my rhyme’s in your droptop |
Yeah, the LP is «Reggie» |
I got the goods baby, I’m Don Ready |
Ready, for any hip-hop freak |
Even white chicks want black in 'em like Pernelli |
Yeah, the rap game is star studded |
It’s like the NBA, you gotta love it |
Whattup Big Unc? |
Watch nephew |
sell more records than Wyclef crew (ill) |
Haters watch me ball like the ref do |
And still can’t get it right like a left shoe (hahahaha) |
I’m 'bout to bubble like a Lex Coupe |
«What's my motherfuckin name?"like I’m Big Snoop |
Ready Roc hear the crowd scream |
Now my name hold weight like a triple beam |
Wu-Tang showed me how to get the C.R.E.A.M. |
I’m a microphone, I’m a microphone fiend |
This is my life, this is my life |
Hip-Hop, until I dieeeeee |
Until I die, whoaaaaaa-ohhhhhh |
Ooooo-hooo-hooooo |
Cause this is my life, my life |
Hip-Hop, until I diiiiieeee |
Yeah yeah yeah |