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Rap Scholar (Original) (Featuring Redman)
Lyricist:Reggie Hargis, Willie Hines, Edward Irons, Reggie Noble, Raymond Ransom, Parrish Smith, Andre Weston
Yeah, yeah, who it is son? It's the rap scholar here to make a dollar (Check it out) Try an' follow guaranteed to make ya holler Check it out, everybody, everybody
Yeah, yeah It's the rap scholar here to make a dollar (Check it out) Try an' follow guaranteed to make ya holler Check it out
Aiyyo, my dogs hold heat control the whole street And when it's time to bust they don't get cold feet You know it's me 'cause some say the boat rocker Big Mac not the whopper peace to Big Poppa
The show stopper, like Salt-N-Pepa, rhyme wrecka Friggidy front on this, I won't letcha I better catch ya, stiggidy straight out the blue Diggidy Das EFX, Redman, comin' through
We biggidy bubblin', like some bubbly, lovely But what trouble be, findin' me, kid he cover me I represent my ground, so yo, what up now? Non-believers hatin', what the fuck now?
Buck town kid, you can get struck down for that shit The mack spit, accurate, make your back split Sewer rats get a lotta, cheese like ricotta The three man team, the rap scholars
New York, everybody, Cali, everybody, c'mon It's the rap scholar here to make a dollar Try an' follow guaranteed to make ya holler Check it out everybody, everybody
D.C., everybody, overseas, everybody, c'mon It's the rap scholar here to make a dollar Try an' follow guaranteed to make ya holler Check it out
Aiyyo, it's the rap scholar, hot around the collar Pack a blaka-blaka, since I was a toddler Drama, the nine-seven nigga Madonna Reptile texture be the blood of an iguana
Sick, dick about nine inch thick I make a fo'-twenty Benz-o look like a six First of the month I got the bundles for the wick Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com My hands big as a catcher's mitt when I brick
Sucker MC's who did not learn If you don't this time, from coast to coast I'm ' The Dark Ranger', call me Don Punanna So hot, my chewing gum flavor's enchiladas
You can tell, I don't give a fuck Deliver the cold to the place that shiver the erictor Fuck you and the ship you came on While you sit around bitchin' I get my bangs on
East coast, everybody, West coast, everybody, c'mon It's the rap scholar here to make a dollar Try an' follow guaranteed to make ya holler Check it out
Up North, everybody, down South, everybody, c'mon It's the rap scholar here to make a dollar Try an' follow guaranteed to make ya holler Check it out
Biggidy-Bingo, bangle, bust how the slang go Change up the angle, now who wanna tango? Click-clack, get back, Dunn, let me rip that Spit that, flip that, shit to push your wig back
You showboatin', get your whole frame broken Found floatin', somewhere in Hoboken No jokin', jump out the Benz bubble Pull out the pound and bust a round in your huddle
Spent a lot of ghetto days learnin' ghetto ways Learn the ins and outs of ghetto trades still searchin' for a better way Niggidy-never stress it though, keep it come and go Trust me if it's runnin' low, my mic still the gunner yo
Facin' towards what's mine, so throw your hands in the air 'Cause of the rhyme, auto-nine, up against your spine Blow your spot up, ' cause yo, I gotta get this ricotta The three man team, the rap scholars
New York, everybody, Cali, everybody, c'mon It's the rap scholar here to make a dollar Try an' follow guaranteed to make ya holler Check it out
D.C., everybody; overseas, everybody, c'mon It's the rap scholar here to make a dollar Try an' follow guaranteed to make ya holler
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