Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Check N' Me Out , by - Def Squad. Song from the album El Nino, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 31.12.1997
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: DEF JAM
Song language: English
Check N' Me Out |
| I know y’all niggas out there |
| (Chiggy chiggy chiggy ah ah) |
| That know if shit get thick what we’ll do |
| (Chiggy chiggy chiggy ah ah) |
| It’s time to let all y’all bitch ass motherfuckers know |
| (Chiggy chiggy chiggy ah ah) |
| (Chiggy chiggy chiggy ah ah) |
| Yo yo yo yo |
| If I gotta go out, I’m goin out «Full Metal Jacket» style |
| Reverse suicide to do or die |
| I’m broke, I lost my deal, my car, my broad |
| And me and my landlord, be at war for the rent |
| Yo E and Keith, it’s time to rob and steal |
| See that First National Bank? |
| I’m showin my grill |
| Fuck a mask and a glove, I’m worldwide for drugs |
| Turn the TV on, that’s me on America’s |
| Most Wanted, for most blunted |
| That tricky shit you did, I done it |
| We rock gear for deer huntin |
| When we do jobs, me and my dogs ready to get it |
| Snatch you out the 5 Series like I’m winning the Pennant |
| Even at 112 degrees, Sky’s the Limit |
| Sodomized the style till you idolized the finish |
| Sucker emcees get stuck too, fuck you |
| And if you blink, I’ma show you shit I be up to |
| Cause if the shit gets thick, (we stick a motherfucker) |
| And if you actin all that, (we stick a motherfucker) |
| And if we lose our jobs, (we stick a motherfucker) |
| Yo yo yo, yo, yo yo yo, yo, (we stick a motherfucker) |
| I know you niggas checkin me out, yo yo yo, yo (ch-ch-check) |
| I know y’all niggas checkin me out, ha ha ha, yo (ch-ch-check) |
| I know y’all niggas checkin us out, ha ha (ch-ch-check) |
| I know y’all niggas checkin me out, yo yo (ch-ch-check) |
| Who want the Source, the E got 65 Mics |
| So I guess, I got shit that motherfuckers like |
| Some rappers, they choose to be disobedient |
| Dummies, advance your skills from intermediate |
| I’m suave with it, my rhyme I play with it |
| I cut the style up, and DJ with it |
| Can you help me? |
| Ask Bill Bellamy what’s the jam of the week |
| When he speak, it be something I freak |
| Who gives a fuck, I show and prove, I got juice |
| Drop my drawers and let my balls hang loose |
| The Green-Eyed Bandit, shuts it down quickly |
| Taking care of Business, since Strictly |
| Cats talk behind my back, I get heated |
| And bust a shot from my CLK two seated |
| The Squad do work quick fast in a hurry |
| Me (Erick Serm), Funk Doctor Spot and Keith Murray |
| Cause if the shit gets thick, (we stick a motherfucker) |
| And if you actin all that, (we stick a motherfucker) |
| And if we lose our jobs, (we stick a motherfucker) |
| Yo yo yo, yo, yo yo yo, yo (we stick a motherfucker) |
| I know you niggas checkin me out, yo yo (ch-ch-check) |
| I know y’all niggas checkin me out, ha ha, yo (ch-ch-check) |
| I know y’all niggas checkin us out, ha ha (ch-ch-check) |
| I know y’all niggas checkin me out, yo yo yo (ch-ch-check) |
| Now if your bitch is paging me you best to check your bitch |
| And if your bitch is in my whip you best to check your bitch |
| And if your bitch is on my dick, nigga check your bitch |
| And if my clique fuck your bitch, nigga check your bitch |
| Ay yo, I’m sly as a fox, smooth as Hennessy over the rocks |
| Knock you out your boots, slide you out your socks |
| I see you checkin me out, you felt it |
| When I stepped in rockin gators and electric blue velvet |
| I see you checkin me out through the corner of your eye |
| You deny, but yo, you ain’t got to lie! |
| You check me out till your eyes get sore |
| But that’s aight playboy, cause that’s what I’m here for |
| Check how I get biz |
| Me and the microphone is like The Junkyard Dog and The Haiti Kid |
| Violated, reinstated, genuinely elated |
| You’re belated, you’ll be checkin me out till the day I’m cremated |
| I keep you heavily sedated |
| Illified, illustrated |
| The original juice, not from concentrated |
| From up north to midwest to west coast to down south |
| No doubt, keep checkin us out |
| Cause if the shit gets thick, (we stick a motherfucker) |
| And if you actin all that, (we stick a motherfucker) |
| And if we lose our jobs, (we stick a motherfucker) |
| Yo yo yo, yo, yo yo yo, yo (we stick a motherfucker) |
| I know you niggas checkin me out, yo yo (ch-ch-check) |
| I know y’all niggas checkin me out, ha ha, yo (ch-ch-check) |
| I know y’all niggas checkin us out, ha ha (ch-ch-check) |
| I know y’all niggas checkin me out, yo, yo yo (ch-ch-check) |
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