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(feat. Def Squad) [Chorus:] (Def Squad) (hoody-hoo!) Yo, you know what it is (L.O.D.) You know what it is (hoody-hoo!) Yo, you ain't nobody, body, body [Erick Sermon:] Who the fuck, am I, fuel to the fire You washed up niggaz should be thrown in the dryer And in due time I'll pull your cover And then you'll suffer, you foul motherfucker You baldheaded sucker, your body full of blubber You only got here 'cause moms popped the rubber I got your number, and I don't care who you get My click is sick, y'all can all lay under And nigga you old, I don't wanna go To a all-time low with your kids screamin' (NO!) You a liar, you're stingy and phony too That's why your people in your own hood hate you And niggaz try to comb out my wig I split 'em wide, it's all outdoors like zig-zag-zig To whom it may be concernin', the crew is Def Squad And I'm the Green Eyed Bandit, Erick Sermon Songtexte[Chorus:] You know what it is (Def Squad) You know what it is (hoody-hoo!) Yo, you ain't nobody, body, body You know what it is (L.O.D.) You know what it is (hoody-hoo!) Yo, you ain't nobody, body, body [Keith Murray:] And I just love when a nigga try to pop that shit I dare a nigga ever try to challenge my intelligence Your flow is irrelevant, I'm fresh, that's evident My 360's sick, I call 'em Seabiscuit's Check his vocabulary, listen to his flow He sayin' things that I said seven years ago And it ain't about how many niggaz you got It's about who drove first and who get popped I'm a chip off the old block, hip off the old hop Clip out the gold glock, pimp out the whole spot Sell out the whole stock - stop sleepin' on me Motherfuckers, wake up, last stop And I don't play games, y'all dudes is Tetris I'll kill MC's over Instant Message I got it, I'll front it, you want it, come and get it You know I don't care, I'm with it, 'cause I live it [Chorus:] You know what it is (Def Squad) You know what it is (hoody-hoo!) Yo, you ain't nobody, body, body You know what it is (Gilla House) You know what it is (hoody-hoo!) Yo, you ain't nobody, body, body [Redman:] Yo, I'll rock backyard to backyard A fat broad to the snack bar I'll shut down another rap star My arm like Terry Bradshaw Out in Cali they jungle talk like Madagascar Redman raw, still here nigga More Fresh than the Prince in Bel-Air nigga Like O.D.B. I take welfare nigga Rob the mailman, shit, hell yeah nigga The strong move silent, laws to adopt to But in Brick City, the silent get shot too You gonna stop who? It's Redman I plan to stick around like a Spiderman costume L.O.D., somebody woke the ape up So I'm a ride for 2 Tek and A-Plus Def Squad niggaz whoop yo' ass Fuck a punchline, my shit is hook and jab Bitch! [Chorus:] You know what it is (Def Squad) You know what it is (hoody-hoo!) Yo, you ain't nobody, body, body You know what it is (L.O.D.) You know what it is (hoody-hoo!) Yo, you ain't nobody, body, body You know what it is (Gilla House) You know what it is (hoody-hoo!) Yo, you ain't nobody, body, body You know what it is (Def Squad) You know what it is (hoody-hoo!) Yo, you ain't nobody, body, body Aus Songtexte Mania