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(Yo, goo-rollas)
What you know about it? (Yo)
What you know about it? (Goo-rollas)
What you know about it? (Yo, all aboard)
What you know about it? (Goo-rollas)
What you know about it? (Yo)
What you know about it? (Check this out)
Yo, get it right from jump (yo)
Doc tape been on debate for months
I got zits on your face that can't wait to bump
Boogie Down to the point I barricade the Bronx
Papi spins the rhyme through your opti-lens, check it
It's five below, my brain is cold
Runny nose every time Doc exchange a blow
My street team snipe the block up like Rob Lowe
Bodega liquor sto', I'm dead in the window
PPP symbol, got FBI on lookout
Strip to dirty clothes in a 118 cookout
I woof out, son, you better buckle in
I write the madness, got ink foamin' out the pen
I tear a ligament when I spit it in the wind
I got so much game I can con Edison (yeah!)
Yeah, chicken stand by for exposure
Shut your house down, foreclosure in cold blood (yo, cuz!)
Check the power out in your house
Cut the phone, put a sock in your mouth, let the monkey out
Yo, let the monkeys out
Show the fools what it's all about, holla out
Yo, say, "Ooh-ooh, ah-ah-ah" (yo, yo)
Say, "Ooh-ooh, ah-ah-ah" (yo, yo, yo) (motherfuckers)
Yo, let the monkeys out
Show the fools what it's all about, holla out
Yo, say, "Ooh-ooh, ah-ah-ah" (yo, yo, yo) (y'all motherfuckers ain't ready for this)
Say, "Ooh-ooh, ah-ah-ah" (yo, yo, yo)
It's Redman in the house (one time)
Form a line, jack ya then pawn the shine (yo)
Stay there, runnin' with more kids than daycare
One shot prove it ain't nothin' but weight here (oh, shit)
When he lands flat, I'm in a minivan
With Lil' Cease, runnin' cities like Geechie Dan
When Richie Cunningham was Opie, I was low-key
Airin' niggas that was more square than my goatee
My appetite for destruction is the hustle
All the cotton out the turnbuckle when I rustle
Mr. Tough Guy on the side, I fuck 'em up too
Slam 'em, when I bark I'm Marcus Buchanan
Yo, New York niggas in the house (yo, yo, yo)
Yeah, it's Jersey niggas in the house
Yo, yo, I hold fort with a quart of OE from Newark
I tell lies under oath if it please the court
Supreme force, in the swamps with the green moss
Bug repellent suit, bustin' machines off
I'm Danny Bowman with the 44 blazin' in (no negotiator)
Yo, not even Chris Sabian can save your life (Doc'll creep in the house)
Yo, cut the phones, put a sock in your mouth, let the monkey out
Yo, let the monkeys out
Show the fools what it's all about, holla out
Yo, say, "Ooh-ooh, ah-ah-ah" (yo, yo)
Say, "Ooh-ooh, ah-ah-ah" (yo, yo, yo) (one time, say)
Yo, let the monkeys out
Show the fools what it's all about, holla out
Yo, say, "Ooh-ooh, ah-ah-ah," (yo, yo) (let 'em out)
Say, "Ooh-ooh, ah-ah-ah," (yo, yo, yo) (hah, let 'em out)
Yo, let the monkeys out
Show the fools what it's all about, holla out
Yo, say, "Ooh-ooh, ah-ah-ah," (yo, yo) (let 'em out)
Say, "Ooh-ooh, ah-ah-ah," (yo, yo, yo) (Brick City)
Yo, let the monkeys out
Show the fools what it's all about, holla out (here me out)
Yo, say, "Ooh-ooh, ah-ah-ah," (yo, yo) (let 'em out)
Say, "Ooh-ooh, ah-ah-ah," (yo, yo, yo)
Yo
1990-Motherfuckin'-9, niggas
Brick City comin' through
If you don't know, this is Dr. Trevis
Ain't shit change, motherfucker
Pack your own heat, supply your own motherfuckin' ammo, nigga
PPP comin' through, this is Dr. Trevis
Bitch ass