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letra de party people - freestyle - redman

[intro]
aight, here we go
yo

[verse]
party people in the place, let’s cut the chase
funk doc never pump his brakes
’cause i accelerate, i carry lotta weight
and like tony the tiger, i’m grrrreat
brick city, dog, is off the chain
dirty, i die harder than john mcclane
ask me for a [?] for ten
that’s like having an afro at hair club for men
you’re useless, throw down your pen and pad
i erase your brain permanent like men in black
i’m d.o.c., bbd – blunts, b-tches, dollars not bell biv devoe
move along kiddo, your arm too short to box with the god of rap
born in newark
i’m in and out of traffic
blunt stains in my fabric
more fights in the club than brad pitt
my titanic is gigantic, i sink your drummer
piano player and your violinist
ill at will volume 2, brick city n-ggas taking your valuables
i’m hard to find, n-gga tie your shoes
it’s like peewee’s bike at the alamo
doc got enough flows to supply your coast
one dose leave a dust head wide awoke
it’s like being choked with a wire rope
when you find out your whole empire broke
gilla house will remain the same, i portray in the game
b-tches that got game with brain, gimme!
i need to get a [?] for a hip-hop mini
‘sup doc, get up, people more like demi
i’m not at all frilly, b-tch it’s the dog in me
bang the p-ssy ’til you call wendy
“h-llo?” no time to get courageous
sawed off shotgun, you on the pavement
gimme that mic, get my name engraved in
doc ain’t the n-gga to play with, i do it like “huhhhh!”
freak through the london fog
and if i keep going, i go 100 bars
i want the cash, money, 100 cars
like baby, so i’ma stay the one at large, n-gga
big daddy kane, what up n-gga?
[?], my dog, what up n-gga?
mr. c, why don’t you roll that weed
while the f-ckin’ dj play one for me!

- redman

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