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Release date:

2001

 
Duration: 78:33  
Size, Mb: 72,13  
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128

 
Price for album: 1.84 (discount 20%)  

 
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1
Roller Coaster Malpractice Intro (Feat. Adam F & G. Forbes) Lyrics 01:41 128 1,54 0.10
2
Diggy Doc Lyrics
You say you're not missin' me darlin'
I know you are and always will be
I saw you at the club actin' so in love
Ah, but that don't mean nothing to me
'Cause as you danced by, that look in your eye
Showed me where your heart is secretly
Guess I'll be seeing you in the middle of the blues
You can't have a good time without me

You can't have a good time without me
You're going to see me in your memory
You're going to hear me in that melody
You can't have a good time without me

I remember those sweet nights with you dear
When I had you all to myself
Now those times are gone, but love still lingers on
You won't find with anyone else
Ah, well you may wear a smile, fool yourself awhile
But your heart and your mind will disagree
So I'll be seeing you in the middle of the blues
'Cause you can't have a good time without me

You can't have a good time without me
You're going to see me in your memory
You're going to hear me in that melody
You can't have a good time without me

You can't have a good time
No you just can't have no fun
You can't have a good time without me
01:56 128 1,78 0.10
3
Lick A Shot Lyrics
Smokin! (Okay!)
{*monkey sounds: oooh oooh ahh ahh ahh*}
Here we go.. smokin! (Okay!)
{*more muted monkey sounds*}

[Redman]
Yo, yo.. jungle habitat, peep the wildlife in the open
Off the hook, nigga dial twice if it's broken
Doc, wall to wall with a mic and I'm loc'n, shit
You might find termites in the chokin(?), yes
D.O., my wood grain say, "Fuck P.O." (Okay!)
And I'll prove it when I redline a buck-three-oh
Hoes wit it, but never gave a fuck befo'
I'm frontin a hundred on top, and ones below
Bitches - fuck you star hoes, my hoes run out
department stores with alarms and bar codes on
Think you catchin me and my bitch? You dead wrong
I'm over here prepared, blowin a air horn
{*BLAAM!*} You niggaz talk widdit
I do it blind blindfolded without walkin with sticks
As dark as it gets, you slept in the Bricks
Now you lose - like e'ry year, you betin the Knicks
We walk, dogs with more balls than pool rooms (Okay!)
Attitude wolf, I react to full moons (aoooooo)
I, shoot up the place so y'all can see
You stuck up like them white boys on Harley's be

[Chorus: Redman]
Are you ready to get, high with Doc (Okay!)
If you high nigga then lick a shot (That's right!)
All my niggaz out in Brooklyn keep your heaters cookin
keep the mamis lookin (Yeah yeah!)
Are you ready to get, high with Doc (Okay!)
If you high nigga then lick a shot (That's right!)
All my niggaz out in Jersey keep smokin the hershey
keepin your money thirsty (Yeah yeah!)

[Redman]
Yo, yo dawg, I'm an MC, I don't think how you rap stars'll think
I rush you, like you made the last call for drinks
My pipes burst and I ain't installed the sink
A radiator, I keep it in the car to mink
Chk-chk, yo trail the Bricks where I wrestle grizzly bears (Okay!)
and stick a track for it's snare and kick
When it's committed, damned if you see 'em again
Cold-hearted, leaves fall off the tree on my Timbs
Help me; I keep the flow cold like uris(?)
The words practically geronimo off the disk
When Flex bomb it look, everybody runnin
You bitches goin wild, even Kitey wanna tongue 'em
I'm like the Gooch, lookin for Arnold Drummond
Walkin with a trenchcoat to part the pumpin
Like MJ, I wanna be startin somethin
Whoever ain't widdit, gotta move widdit
One-fo'-fo' hydro smoke to choke on (Okay!)
Branson holdin handguns to toke on
Uptown with Big L watchin over
He tell me there's NARC's parked on the shoulder
(Look over there) I don't care, cause I'm drunk as hell
Shit I do eighty on a speed bump to bail
Doc Deebo, keep both cannons on reload
Weed keep my fingertips yellow like Cheetos

[Chorus]
Are you ready to get, high with Doc (Okay!)
If you high nigga then lick a shot (That's right!)
To my niggaz in Atlanta that, carry the hammer
Wrap 'em with bandanas (Yeah yeah!)
Are you ready to get, high with Doc (Okay!)
If you high nigga then lick a shot (That's right!)
To my niggaz in the Chi, that smoke on the lai
Proceed to gun-fire (Yeah yeah!)

[Redman]
Yo, to my bitches, my niggaz jump up
It's Elmer Fudd with the shotty pump, who want duck?
Ride in my hooptie, back, slumped up
Five niggaz with me, strap, pumped up
Dump Forrest Gump, hand on the pump
Janitor, gettin drunk off a janitor drum
Way I spit, on my tongue, I branded the gun
Tarzan, I rap loud, animals come..
.. I'm on top of a giraffe neck
throwin spears, I'm Def Squad in both ears
Y'all niggaz ready for streets? Here it is
Circle status, with no pyramids

[Chorus]
Are you ready to get, high with Doc (Okay!)
If you high nigga then lick a shot (That's right!)
To my niggaz in the West that walk without a vest
That just brrrrrap (Yeah yeah!)
Are you ready to get, high with Doc (Okay!)
If you high nigga then lick a shot (That's right!)
To my bitches in the Bricks that get they money quick
That get they pussy licked (Yeah yeah!)

Are you ready to get, high with Doc (Okay!)
If you high nigga then lick a shot! {*BLAM*}
03:38 128 3,33 0.10
4
Let's Get Dirty (I Can't Get In Da Club) (Feat. Dj Kool) Lyrics 03:55 128 3,59 0.10
5
Wkya (Drop) Lyrics
[radio announcer]
This is DJ Sayyyy WHAT?! on this motherfucker
Comin at you live on WKYA Radio from the Brick City
The weather is callin for it to be hotter than a MOTHERFUCKER out there
So crack a brew, roll a blunt, cause the phone lines are open right now
We've expanded to cities like Atlanta, D.C., Tampa, Chicago
Dallas, Memphis, Detroit and L.A.
So call in now, 1-800-High-as-a-Motherfucker
That's 1-800-,High-as-a-MOTHERFUCKER!!

DOCTOR DOCTOR! Tell me how ya do it
Spit hot shit like it ain't nuttin to it..

DOCTOR DOCTOR! Tell me how ya do it
Spit hot shit like it ain't nuttin to it..

[Redman]
Yo, when I walk I stalk like a dog (AROOF!)
Writin "fuck ya hometown" on ya wall (AROOF!)
WKYA! Them niggaz that'll whip out the dick
and piss ALL in your gar-ments
When I come around, son lay 'em down
This Homey the Clown play around so pay it now
Sweepin the block up, Mayor Doc, he in town
Ridin the highway at night to run a deer down; I look for the action
Funk Doc, I don't look when I'm crashin!
I'm so dope I could bundle cook-up by the aspirin
Gaspin like it's Aspen, no air
Beef we bring it on with tap shoes and hope the po'-po' there
Graduated, they said Red would go nowhere (uh-uh)
Now, SOURCE AWARDS, ride a water buffalo there
Polo Gear, holes in it, the fo'-fo' wear
Ass out, check the weather report for cold air (brrrr)
On your hottest day of the summer, I snowmobile in
Stack new jacks in the Carter, blow the building
It's WKYA muh'fucker
Bringin trouble your way, so duck muh'fucker!

Yeahh! Two-hundred and fifty-five-thousand pounds
of guerilla shit funk fo' yo' ass motherfucker!
Bricks to Brook-nam, we hold it down, PPP Def Squad
Ya tell me once and I'll tell you again
Pull out the mac-10 and rob yo' friend, yeahhh!
(Fucker) WKYA (We kickin yo' ass)
02:05 128 1,90 0.10
6
Way Madness (Skit) Lyrics 01:30 128 1,37 0.10
7
Real Niggaz (Feat. Scarface, Treach, Mally G & Icarus) Lyrics 05:15 128 4,81 0.10
8
Uh-Huh Lyrics
[Verse One]
Yo, now first of all I'm a kid about money
Talkin hot bid'ness and my paper work, runnin
Doc an' Hot Nick's like Good Will Hunting
Put them shotguns up in the air and start, pumpin
Real niggaz in the hood don't start, nuttin
When the heat breaks they proceed to start, dumpin
You eyeballin me like you movin somethin
Yo' bitch fuckin you with me in the Walkman
Slow down boy, you're not a real, killer
Three-wheel motion from me shootin the wheel up
Out the jungle, Doc straight go-rilla (ahh ahh ahh ahh)
Bananas, antennas can't pick up (doo doo doo doo)
My crew is Triple P, watch us do it
Brook-nam, Shaolin, the T-Dot, Newark
All my shorties skippin school watch truant
Hit the college dorm, make freaks out the students

[Chorus]
Yeah, now do you like the way it feel baby? (uh-huh)
Do you like the way the Bricks move baby? (uh-huh)
Roll the L, let's inhale baby (uh-huh)
Startin it up befo' twelve baby (uh-huh, uh-huh)
To my niggaz that say fuck hoes (uh-huh)
Only real dog is they red nose (uh-huh)
If it ain't green can't accept those (uh-huh)
that can't roll with niggaz that's petrol (uh-huh)

[Verse Two]
Niggaz, abandon ship when I'm geared for landing
Your own tec-ll see my grill and start, jamming
Throw your hands up in the air, keep 'em standin
Fuck if you in here on V.I.P., laminates (fuck you)
You'll get touched too with the, cannon
Around the handle, a fuck you ban-danna
Dawg I was grown with balls and bad, manners
That's why me and your broad is on, camera {*click click click*}
I'm sick from a childhood head, blow
When systems was pumpin before I let, go
The head honcho fall back and pump, fo'
Bigger four flows 'til they scream, ALL GO!
Now wake your punk-ass up if you asleep
Doc and Brick City bout fo'-thousand deep
Fourteen years old, got TV's in the, seat
Watchin pornos of Janet Jack-me

[Chorus] - 2X

[Chorus] - whispered
03:44 128 3,41 0.10
9
Da Bullshit (F.Icarus) Lyrics 04:22 128 4,01 0.10
10
Who Wants To Fuck A Millionaire (Skit) Lyrics 02:54 128 2,67 0.10
11
Enjoy Da Ride (Feat. Method Man, Saukrates & Streetlife) Lyrics 04:15 128 3,88 0.10
12
Jerry Swinger Stickup (Skit) Lyrics
jerry:whooo!!.welcome back to the jerry swinger show.today's show is about
women who feels neglected in relationships.here we've got mercides and her
seven year boyfriend ray-ray row-row
ray-ray:well it's ray-ray motherfucker
jerry:that's what i've said.
now mercides why do u feel neglected by leroy
ray-ray:RAY-RAY MOTHERFUCKER
mercides:ray-ray.well i'm tired of ray-ray's bullshit
03:30 128 3,21 0.10
13
J.U.M.P (Feat. George Clinton) Lyrics 03:48 128 3,49 0.10
14
Muh-Fucka Lyrics
Yo, this for all my live motherfuckers!
(Motherfuckers) YO! ..

What the deal muh-fucka? Chill muh-fucka
LP bangs all in your hood muh-fucka
My niggaz smack niggaz like Suge muh-fucka
Later on, reminisce it like wood muh-fucka
You muh-fuckers try to block a thorough muh-fucka
Hard shell chicken Taco Bell muh-fucka
Fuck you models, you too frail muh-fucka (get outta here!)
I took a fat chick to pay the bail muh-fucka
I stay drunk and I don't drink muh-fucka
Type nigga to do it before he think muh-fucka
Bricks and Shaolin, watch us link muh-fucka
Stores'll run out of paper and ink muh-fucka
I move before your eyes can blink muh-fucka
Quick like O-Dog shot the chink muh-fucka
White girls sweat me like N'Sync muh-fucka
I get MPC's out of sync muh-fucka

I said he a muh-fucka!!
Yo, I said she a muh-fucka!!
Yo, I said we the motherfuckers!!
Yo, I said they the motherfuckers!!
Yo, Brick City motherfuckers!!
Yo, Brook-nam motherfuckers!!
Yo, Uptown motherfuckers!!
Yo, Boogie Down motherfuckers!!

Yo yo, yo, back to y'all muh-fuckers wanna ball muh-fuckers
TV's all up in your car muh-fuckers
At the club tryin to buy the bar muh-fuckers
Catch you for the jewels and the star muh-fuckers
Wanna battle dawg, we can brawl muh-fucka
Little Jamal, handle the call muh-fucka
My steel wall like Bradshaw's muh-fucka
For pressure, inject Demarol muh-fucka
Golddiggers be tryin to trick muh-fuckers
Baby mommas be out to get muh-fuckers
N.Y.P.D. out to split muh-fuckers
Cuttin your veins up for the fix muh-fucka
Bricks muh-fuckers crazy muh-fuckers
Often unplugged, A-B-C muh-fuckers
Got toys not from Kay-Bee muh-fucka
Burnin holes in your AV muh-fucka

I said he a muh-fucka!!
Yo, I said she a muh-fucka!!
Yo, I said we the motherfuckers!!
Yo, I said they the motherfuckers!!
Yo, Jersey motherfuckers!!
Yo, West coast motherfuckers!!
Yo, Atlanta motherfuckers!!
Yo, V.A. motherfuckers!!
Yo, I said he a muh-fucka!!
Yo, I said she a muh-fucka!!
Yo, I said we the motherfuckers!!
Yo, I said they the motherfuckers!!
Yo, Chi-Town motherfuckers!!
Yo, Detroit motherfuckers!!
Yo, Miami motherfuckers!!
Yo, Canada motherfuckers, and we out!!

This for all my live muh-fuckers out there!!
C'mon!!
03:20 128 3,05 0.10
15
Bricks Two (Feat. Double O, D-Don, Roz & Shooga Bear) Lyrics 05:20 128 4,89 0.10
16
Wrong 4 Dat (Feat. Keith Murray) Lyrics 02:44 128 2,49 0.10
17
Judge Juniqua (Skit) Lyrics 02:16 128 2,08 0.10
18
Dat Bitch (Feat. Missy Elliott) Lyrics 03:53 128 3,56 0.10
19
Doggz 2 Lyrics 04:43 128 4,31 0.10
20
Whut I'ma Do Now Lyrics 04:46 128 4,38 0.10
21
Soopaman Luva 5 (Part. 1) Lyrics 02:14 128 2,05 0.10
22
Soopaman Luva 5 (Part. 2) Lyrics 03:20 128 3,05 0.10
23
Smash Sumthin' (Feat. Adam F) [Bonus Track] Lyrics 03:35 128 3,28 0.10