Get it Live by Redman Lyrics

Quote from the song “Get it Live” by Redman

Yo, if this pussy nigga can't get it live
Get him the fuck out and let Doc take the job (Ha)
I guarantee hardcore funk for three months
Warranty within that three months is like pre-nups:
I take half, of everybody's sales, I don't give a fuck
You're rap, R&B or, folk or country (Ah-hah)
You could do a duet LP with Billy Dee
I'm the Doc pure water lettin' Bay-watch the slaughter (Oooh!)
I jump off stage and kick him in the fade (Huh)
I'm lifted like my back carry helicopter blades
Fuck a police raid, this a bumrush
You'll agree like Siskel and Ebert with your thumbs up

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Credits, Cast & Crew of Song “Get it Live”

• Produced: Erick Sermon
• Written: Redman, Erick Sermon
• Publisher: Funky Noble Productions, Erick Sermon Enterprises
• Performance Rights: ASCAP
• Label: Def Jam Recordings
• Copyright ©: Rush Associated Labels
• Phonographic Copyright ℗: Rush Associated Labels
• Mixed At: Mirror Image West, NYC
• Mixing Engineer: Tommy Uzzo
• Recording Engineer: Marc Berto
• Mastering Engineer: Tony Dawsey
• Recorded At: Mirror Image (Dix Hills, Long Island, NY)
• Release Date: December 8, 1998

Perfect Lyrics of the Song “Get it Live” Released in 1998

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[Verse 1]

Yo, if this pussy nigga can't get it live
Get him the fuck out and let Doc take the job (Ha)
I guarantee hardcore funk for three months
Warranty within that three months is like pre-nups:
I take half, of everybody's sales, I don't give a fuck
You're rap, R&B or, folk or country (Ah-hah)
You could do a duet LP with Billy Dee
I'm the Doc pure water lettin' Bay-watch the slaughter (Oooh!)
I jump off stage and kick him in the fade (Huh)
I'm lifted like my back carry helicopter blades
Fuck a police raid, this a bumrush
You'll agree like Siskel and Ebert with your thumbs up

[Chorus]

Like Doc is that nigga that'll freak the funk
Yeah, Doc is that nigga that'll blaze the skunk
Feel my vibe, give me five on the backhand side
Well alright then (Well alright then)
Well alright then (Well alright then)
(Ha, yo, yo)

[Verse 2]

I see y'all niggas tryin' to win, dyin' to sin
Liquidate my formats then apply it to skin
I put work in, my label should be buyin' a Benz
'Cause with the chrome I'm swift like the hand on Sharon Stone
C'mon, it's about the scrilla
Metronomes put holes in bitches silicones then they peel 'em
I hang with ghetto hoes that, thumbtack they ceiling
Cause when it's time to throw joints, they the ones illin'
I weigh a buck-90 plus tax (Haha)
Kleptomaniac (Ha)
Take the change out your blue mousetrap (Ha)
Lo-Jacks is no match to locate, what I demonstrate
You need two Dr. Dre's to Phone Tap, me
Capi-tal D.O., yo (Yo!)
I keep a dirty piss when I see P.O., yo (Yo, yo, yo!)
My phone number's 9-9-FUCK-YOU
My crew swing like Bruce Lee num-chuks do, up to
No good, to make myself clear (Huh)
Any girl ask for drinks is the biggest chicken in here
Like Run say, ("This is the wayyyyyyyy!")
Def Squad lock it like that channel on Superbowl Sunday
Y'all niggas ain't ready, for Reggie
I B. Steady, to rob that bank in Philly (Ha, huh!)
Break Cool C out then ask her: "what the deally?"
Pass them the AK so we can get busy!
I'm at 112 with Jacque with my neck up (Ah-hah)
This chicken scopin, "Who the fuck parkin' that Lincoln?"
It's D-O-C (Ah-hah)
Def Squad crew (Ah-hah)
I'm ready to fuck baby, how about you?

[Chorus]

Doc is that nigga that'll freak the funk (Ooowww)
Yeah, Doc is that nigga that'll blaze the skunk (Ooowww)
Feel my vibe, give me five on the backhand side (Ah-hah)
Well alright then (Well alright then)
Well alright then (Well alright then)
(Yo yo, yo)

[Verse 3]

Yo, yo (Yo)
Yo, you ain't fresh (Uh-huh)
Still crack a cold Beck's and keep the hoes in check
Spit a rhyme to make your neck disconnect your chest
This Gilette style be Acura and XX, well it's
Doc, blow your wife MX (Uh-huh...)
At the hotel Niko (Uh-huh...)
Spankin' that Coleco (Uh-huh...)
I get you hot if you're, lookin' through the peephole
Niggas start duckin out, like I work for repo'
Fo'-fo' italian chrome, bitches yellin' "Champagne!"
I stick the whole Mo' bottle up inside a ho
Just cause I can flow, I'm not a sucker
I just love to fuck ya, fuck ya, fuck ya, fuck ya...

[Chorus]

Doc is that nigga that'll freak the funk (Ooowww)
Yeah, Doc is that nigga that'll blaze the skunk
Give me five, feel my vibe on the backhand side
Well alright then (Well alright then)
Well alrigh-yo, yo (Well alright then)

[Chorus 2]

I said Doc is that nigga that'll freak the funk
Yeah, I blow my fuckin' weed if you're out of skunk
Feel my vibe, give me five on the backhand side
Well alright then (Well alright then)
Well alright then (Well alright then)
Well alright then (Well alright then)
Well alright then (Well alright then)

[Outro]

Yeah
Ah-ah-ah