N***a Whut! (New 2 Mix)

Yo yo whats good my nigga I got it nigga, nigga I got it what you need nigga? I need that sour! Brick City let's go! (Verse1) Yo Redman my nigga, who else? A double O.G. in the game with two g's on the belt The flows I create, it'll drown Mike Phelps Its no sleeping here I'm anti NyQuil Look at this nigga here, I control the stage Boy I do it like Moses I part niggas waves I want lazed chips, that old folks MONEY You know, getting paid but unemployed like Tommy Brick city designed me, they don't wanna blame Banana clip rounded neck that's a food chain What up Homie, is time getting hard? Well I'm like an alcoholic, its all about bars My truck so big, I need a six cars garage,' And all challengers better dodge Hey (Hook) I got my GAME face on what you know about it? Im rolling up that Grand daddy what you know about it? Im driving in an exotic what you know about it? I pull up my car (errr) and looking at you punk like nigga what? Nigga what? (verse2) YES sir, yo I'm on a highway cruising, loving my life That 8 0 8 like yeah the D nice I've seen Tina and Robin, sitting at the light I said I beat it up I be the new Mike and Ike Redman on blast, perfecting the craft SMOKE all ya cut, then ride off and laugh All types of girls love Red I ain't mad Shit I got Islamic women tryna bag dad Yo you need crack? I move like a cartel Even smack and B say URL When the Wu tang sprang out of park hill I turned up my C.R.E.A.M game getting Carvel Yo dogs, when times getting hard I'm like an alcoholic, I'm all about bars I"m like an AmEx CARD nigga, I take charge And all challengers better dodge Hey