keep on '99

, it's about 40 degrees out there, i know all you out there listenin to these sounds, humpin and a bumpin out in your jeeps, well, ahh. you tell em moe, that's right, and right now, we're gonna hit you off, with one from redman, and uhh, it's about uhh, well. ooh ooh ahh ahh, he's gon', let the monkey out, ha, chi-town in it, yo, yo-y-yo-yo, now first of all i be the doc smokin blocks of hash, alert your fag ass commisioner when i harass because, hood regulation is, no infiltration, if it's hot to your crew, then it's hot to the next patient, i'm in the bricks like backspins on the mix, i'm not a playa, but y'all hatin me like i'm a pimp, these cars y'all talk about, the doc already whipped, you bout to go downtown bitch, like tha shiznit, overseas bangin cot in the parkin lot, i'm overdosin in a amsterdam coffee shop, and when you lust for hardcore music to bust, trust that nigga who bubble mo' than alka-seltzer cold plus, static, niggaz actin all dramatic, i'd rather smoke cabbage, in the chair gettin tatted, my p.o. tried to violate me for the habit, because i walked in the office rockin straight karats, gonna ride in the hoop' with a freak tonight, hope to god i don't have to pull the heat tonight, but uhh, light up a l cause i'm a nigga fo' life, hustlers, got the shit that'll keep you high!, "gently place the balls, into the mouth, and. hummmmm", yo, i'm in your local ghetto rollin a corona deluxe, bitch you better hit the 40, fuck a margarita!, shit i still scam change out the parkin meter, and get a bunch of pussies wet overfloodin peanuts, yes, smoke a quarter-sacks, hut one two, my cerebral will keep the white boys sniffin glue, hotter than champagne rump shaker part ii, get dap like the mad rapper, "who da fuck are you?", the loaded desperado, i'm cooler than rollo, i'm hittin hoes up in the tahoe, gettin chickens fightin in the back of the apollo, say, "fuck dat!" if i'm a tough act to follow, disagree i bring the beef gyro, only right i spiral the hot shit that i know, then buy a six shot eclipse with plastic grips, and get a gangsta bitch who love robbin shit!, it don't stop y'all, it don't stop nigga, you don't stop y'all, it don't stop nigga, i turn an independent woman back into a hoochie, make a jew rock a dashiki and a kufi, i be the, nutty professor, style aggressor, put rappers under pressure, with no cooker, rock it to a t. like booker, you're straight shook up, i can't hang with pussy niggaz who be scared as hell to push up, too much money and, not enough time, it be, too many thugs and not enough nines, hey hoe, here come five-oh, stash the blow, stop suckin on my dick and slide on your kenneth coles, and everytime we look around them niggaz on my block, aiyyo them def squad motherfuckers keeps it hot, "hummmmm"