Dat's Dat Shit (feat. Mally G) [feat. Mally G]

My recitals is worth ten titles

I should've wrote Bibles

If you don't like me I don't like you

I'm liable to load the rifle

Hit the roof and snipe you

The shit I spit damaging your vitals

Nobody ride through like my squad do

Got all y'all players suicidal

Actin' ****, take two

You heard the news, I'ma break it to ya

We're here to headline the bill and featurin' Funk Doc

Tical and the villain

A mic murder for hire, ten grand a killing

Yo, Funk Doc, pass the Glock, this bitch **** grillin'

I make moves wit' my big dawgs now

Staten Island to the Bricks for mo' chips and mo' pounds

Y'all know who really lockin' this shit down

When we rock it, don't we all stand out?

Y'all hazardarious, clear out

Get ya ass out 'fore I tear it out

And show you what I'm talkin' 'bout

Yo, get ya up and get ya high

Get ya stoned and get ya wide

(Dat's dat shit) That got **** sleepin' with the fifth

(Dat's dat shit) that got bitches fighting over dick

Ay yo, we get ya up and get ya high

Get ya stoned and get ya wide

(Dat's dat shit) That got **** sleepin' with the fifth

(Dat's dat shit) that got bitches fighting

Yo, I'm high powered

The dawg, Rottweiler

Chocolate Thai showers got Doc cookin' minute rice for five hours

You wet cowards, I'm live wire

Ya bitch ass probably wash ya hands with Palmolive

Yo Bricks holla, I got the plan printed

Load it and it goes like summer jam tickets

Fam can't dig it, pop goes the weasel

You be hidin' under your peacoat with people

I told cops, roll blocks, no props

Four pops, Hennessy back and we both shot

That's how we go out, are you the thug type

To ride down like Hopper from a bug life?

Watch the movie, haters tried to eye screw D

Your beef in small claims court, Judge Judy

When you and I meet up, the fight heat up

Bloody up ya wife beater then light weed up

Ay yo, we get ya up and get ya high

Get ya stoned and get ya wide

(Dat's dat shit) That got **** sleepin' with the fifth

(Dat's dat shit) that got bitches fighting over dick

Ay yo, we get ya up and get ya high

Get ya stoned and get ya wide

(Dat's dat shit) That got **** sleepin' with the fifth

(Dat's dat shit) that got bitches fighting over dick

I melt wax, cuban link chain react

Breezin' through these tracks with the highest of velocity

Play me like Monopoly

Pay me everytime you trespass on my property

I'm Dick Dastardly

No use in cock blockin' me

Sloppily, your woman on the stopwatch clockin' me

Possibly I rock well, somebody always watchin' me

Livin' in the street life, my eyes seen atrocity

Undress a kid properly

When I keeps it movin' that means there ain't no stoppin' me

Constant motivation, the god fiend carry kings

Proper education, Allah sees everything

How high? Just another form of elevation

That's why I choose to build from the basement

12-31-99, times a'wastin'

More these Hot Dog MC's next to Nathan

Allah Math, break the phonograph in half

Promoters on some bullshit, short with Johnny Cash

(Dat's dat shit) That got snitches rattin' on the clique

(Dat's dat shit) that got bitches fighting over dick

Where the love at when you're young, broke, and black?

It's over there in the ashtray, who got a match?

Ay yo, we get ya up and get ya high

Get ya stoned and get ya wide

(Dat's dat shit) That got **** sleepin' with the fifth

(Dat's dat shit) that got bitches fighting over dick

Ay yo, we get ya up and get ya high

Get ya stoned and get ya wide

(Dat's dat shit) That got **** sleepin' with the fifth

(Dat's dat shit) that got bitches fighting over dick

Yeah, yeah, yeah, Young Zee got bitches fightin' over dick

(Get ya up and get ya high)

Funk Doc's got bitches fightin' over dick

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Meth' Tical got bitches fightin' over dick

Get ya up and get ya high

Get ya stoned and get ya wide

Get ya up and get ya high

Get ya stoned and get ya wide

Get ya stoned and get ya high

Get ya stoned and get ya high

Get ya up and get ya high

Get ya stoned and get ya wide