Down Wit Us Lyrics - Redman

* a '97 update of boogie down production's "i'm still #1" 

Ha ha yo yo 

My man keith murray is down wit us 

My nigga erick sermon is down wit us 

My man lil' jamal is down wit us 

My def squad click is down wit us 

The pack pistol posse is down wit us yo 

My l.o.d. click is down wit us 

We're number one! 

Ha ha ha ha ha yo yo yo well yo 

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It's the red moolie yellin for the villain in the movie 

I'm like kentucky, i pack a biscuit and a two-piece 

Ya nod thorough, blows like the tri-borough 

I die thorough with a metal on my chest sayin def 

Check out the rhythm that i cook up 

You too scared to look up, you're merkin 

I set it off like la in that big-ass suburban *errrr* 

Bumrush your villa then i'm closin all the curtains, lights out 

Who's next to get stomped? i smash hardcore from jerz 

To the south south bronx, the bizarre rap non-superstar 

Of course, my actions affirmative like nas escobar 

Flip a quarter, heads or tails you're gettin slaughtered 

I blow the s-l boy out of order 

My mental disorder is pure water 

I hit your wifey doggystyle in the land 

While the cd program's on 'whatever man' 

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My peoples up in jersey, is down wit us, uhh 

My peoples locked down, down wit us, uhh 

My peoples in new york, is down wit us 

The housing projects, is down wit us 

My people who be hustlin is down wit us 

Cause makin funky music is a must 

I'm number one! 

Ha haa! check it check check check here we go huh huh 

Aiyyo, throw yo' hands up in the motherfuckin air 

And wave em, until y'all cash flows hit the pavement 

Fuck the b-x, i roll on fours like g-s 

Signed truly yours, funk doctor spock, p.s. 

Rumble in the jungle, i bumped into fugees 

On the humble, on the one-deuce, my bundles 

Be raw diggy, surprise you like you saw titties 

On that, milk chick, watch me damage your acoustics 

The muddy waters be blowin your tape recorders 

Pull out the four niggaz steppin like they on a nord(ic) 

Track, cool out black got no time for scratch 

You wanna battle, here's a lyric with a bomb attached *pssst* 

These your peoples, you better call em back before i beat through 

His windpipe, with the cordless mic and the cerebral 

Hahh, look up in the motharfuckin sky, it's a 

Widow, pushin a fifteen zero zero 

With tinted windows, so it's hard to look through 

Chickenhead shotgun, pumpin erykah badu 

Don't snooze, you'll be like damn is it the shoes? 

The way i maneuv i could slip a uz in school 

I been a raw dog since i brought me an eighth 

And can't nobody hold me down like i'm puffy and mase 

Ha hah, ha ha ha! ha ha, aiyyo, aiyyo 

Fox boogie brown, is down wit us 

My nigga meth-tical, is down wit us 

Yo, thuggish ruggish flesh, is down wit us, yo 

Yo, my homie richie rich, is down wit us, yo 

That nigga ll cool, is down wit us, yo 

My dog warren g, is down wit us 

We're number one! 

Ha hah, ha hah, ya-ha-ha, yo yo 

Trigger the gambler, down wit us, yo 

My peeps west coast, is down wit us, yo 

My peeps who pack toast, is down wit us yo 

Atlanta, g-a, is down wit us yo 

My peeps in virginia, is down wit us yo 

North carolina, is down wit us yo 

My peeps in d.c., is down wit us yo 

My peeps in...