| 歌曲 | Winicumuhround |
| 歌手 | Redman |
| 专辑 | Dare Iz a Darkside |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Cllinton, Noble, Sermon ... | |
| The hype's got me, | |
| I knock 'em out the box then out socks' | |
| Cause winicumuhround, niggaz skate like the rocks | |
| My block's hot, so gimme all you got | |
| When I'm done rockin', | |
| I leave you all doin' the | |
| Bus StopMy format spins wheels like | |
| Pat SajakI rub niggaz out like | |
| Ajax now hit the playback | |
| Rrrwwhwoaah, look out, roast 'em like cookouts | |
| I'm smoked out, all you | |
| MC's, pull your books out | |
| Word is bond it's on | |
| I get at Dawn like | |
| Marvin Gaye | |
| Starvin' since the days of | |
| Kindergarten | |
| When I dye my ashes, flip my coffin backwards | |
| Blow shit up like the 4th of | |
| July, with half sticks | |
| And on and on, to the break of | |
| Rae-Dawn Chong | |
| I'm 'Killin' | |
| You Softly' with this song, with this bomb | |
| I'm like the | |
| Bronx 'cause | |
| I Boogie Down | |
| I'm representin' | |
| Jersey motherfucker, winicumuhround | |
| Winicumuhround, homeboy watch yo nugget(Aiyyo, yo, yo Redman, yo that was last album) | |
| Aiyyo fuck it, bust it | |
| The top, notch, look over your sess spots | |
| Get dumb like a whole bag of jumps with red tops | |
| Burn more steam than carpet cleaners | |
| I'm meaner then | |
| I'm iller than | |
| OJ, catchin' a misdemeanor | |
| Boom-bash | |
| I set it off(Right, right) | |
| I shot up your lights while you caught up in the heights | |
| My lyrics starvin', my crew runs like the mob | |
| And the funk butter cup 'cause | |
| I'm a bastard at robbin' | |
| I shake the valleys over | |
| Cali when | |
| I'm spliffed up | |
| Rock a fifth up, that measure nine point oh on the | |
| ErichterAre you tuned in to my tunes it's boom | |
| Y'all niggaz couldn't see me if y'all had zoom | |
| I'm accurate like | |
| Acura, my style's ninety years maximum | |
| Fuel-injected like a | |
| Maxima, wheni'muharound motherfucker | |
| The way I get wreck y'all niggaz call it mic check | |
| I'm vexed and if | |
| I got an itchy finger like | |
| Bernard Geotz | |
| With a pad and a pen | |
| I blend funky images | |
| That leave your girl hemmoragin' for about two million | |
| And three years move along there's nothing to see here | |
| If I wasn't nice motherfucker, | |
| I wouldn't be here | |
| Yeah, yeah, put metaphors inside a bracket | |
| Def Squad's in the house and motherfucker we can back it | |
| Come test your skills for real with a bomb bang, boom bang | |
| The sound makes your brains wet | |
| With 'The | |
| Color Purple' on a freight train | |
| The devil's the conductor | |
| Then take a trip to the darkside motherfuckers | |
| My funky pattern takes interludes around | |
| SaturnI'm more diesel than evil, meant evil like | |
| SebastianDon't try this at home kids, | |
| I zone with | |
| ET'sAnd other alien type of | |
| MC'sSo throw your shit up in the sky' | |
| Cause Redman's about to get live, like one-two-five | |
| I smoke 'High | |
| Times' magazines when | |
| I loungeAnd broken mics and cords is left | |
| Winicumuhround motherfucker |
| zuo ci : Cllinton, Noble, Sermon ... | |
| The hype' s got me, | |
| I knock ' em out the box then out socks' | |
| Cause winicumuhround, niggaz skate like the rocks | |
| My block' s hot, so gimme all you got | |
| When I' m done rockin', | |
| I leave you all doin' the | |
| Bus StopMy format spins wheels like | |
| Pat SajakI rub niggaz out like | |
| Ajax now hit the playback | |
| Rrrwwhwoaah, look out, roast ' em like cookouts | |
| I' m smoked out, all you | |
| MC' s, pull your books out | |
| Word is bond it' s on | |
| I get at Dawn like | |
| Marvin Gaye | |
| Starvin' since the days of | |
| Kindergarten | |
| When I dye my ashes, flip my coffin backwards | |
| Blow shit up like the 4th of | |
| July, with half sticks | |
| And on and on, to the break of | |
| RaeDawn Chong | |
| I' m ' Killin' | |
| You Softly' with this song, with this bomb | |
| I' m like the | |
| Bronx ' cause | |
| I Boogie Down | |
| I' m representin' | |
| Jersey motherfucker, winicumuhround | |
| Winicumuhround, homeboy watch yo nugget Aiyyo, yo, yo Redman, yo that was last album | |
| Aiyyo fuck it, bust it | |
| The top, notch, look over your sess spots | |
| Get dumb like a whole bag of jumps with red tops | |
| Burn more steam than carpet cleaners | |
| I' m meaner then | |
| I' m iller than | |
| OJ, catchin' a misdemeanor | |
| Boombash | |
| I set it off Right, right | |
| I shot up your lights while you caught up in the heights | |
| My lyrics starvin', my crew runs like the mob | |
| And the funk butter cup ' cause | |
| I' m a bastard at robbin' | |
| I shake the valleys over | |
| Cali when | |
| I' m spliffed up | |
| Rock a fifth up, that measure nine point oh on the | |
| ErichterAre you tuned in to my tunes it' s boom | |
| Y' all niggaz couldn' t see me if y' all had zoom | |
| I' m accurate like | |
| Acura, my style' s ninety years maximum | |
| Fuelinjected like a | |
| Maxima, wheni' muharound motherfucker | |
| The way I get wreck y' all niggaz call it mic check | |
| I' m vexed and if | |
| I got an itchy finger like | |
| Bernard Geotz | |
| With a pad and a pen | |
| I blend funky images | |
| That leave your girl hemmoragin' for about two million | |
| And three years move along there' s nothing to see here | |
| If I wasn' t nice motherfucker, | |
| I wouldn' t be here | |
| Yeah, yeah, put metaphors inside a bracket | |
| Def Squad' s in the house and motherfucker we can back it | |
| Come test your skills for real with a bomb bang, boom bang | |
| The sound makes your brains wet | |
| With ' The | |
| Color Purple' on a freight train | |
| The devil' s the conductor | |
| Then take a trip to the darkside motherfuckers | |
| My funky pattern takes interludes around | |
| SaturnI' m more diesel than evil, meant evil like | |
| SebastianDon' t try this at home kids, | |
| I zone with | |
| ET' sAnd other alien type of | |
| MC' sSo throw your shit up in the sky' | |
| Cause Redman' s about to get live, like onetwofive | |
| I smoke ' High | |
| Times' magazines when | |
| I loungeAnd broken mics and cords is left | |
| Winicumuhround motherfucker |
| zuò cí : Cllinton, Noble, Sermon ... | |
| The hype' s got me, | |
| I knock ' em out the box then out socks' | |
| Cause winicumuhround, niggaz skate like the rocks | |
| My block' s hot, so gimme all you got | |
| When I' m done rockin', | |
| I leave you all doin' the | |
| Bus StopMy format spins wheels like | |
| Pat SajakI rub niggaz out like | |
| Ajax now hit the playback | |
| Rrrwwhwoaah, look out, roast ' em like cookouts | |
| I' m smoked out, all you | |
| MC' s, pull your books out | |
| Word is bond it' s on | |
| I get at Dawn like | |
| Marvin Gaye | |
| Starvin' since the days of | |
| Kindergarten | |
| When I dye my ashes, flip my coffin backwards | |
| Blow shit up like the 4th of | |
| July, with half sticks | |
| And on and on, to the break of | |
| RaeDawn Chong | |
| I' m ' Killin' | |
| You Softly' with this song, with this bomb | |
| I' m like the | |
| Bronx ' cause | |
| I Boogie Down | |
| I' m representin' | |
| Jersey motherfucker, winicumuhround | |
| Winicumuhround, homeboy watch yo nugget Aiyyo, yo, yo Redman, yo that was last album | |
| Aiyyo fuck it, bust it | |
| The top, notch, look over your sess spots | |
| Get dumb like a whole bag of jumps with red tops | |
| Burn more steam than carpet cleaners | |
| I' m meaner then | |
| I' m iller than | |
| OJ, catchin' a misdemeanor | |
| Boombash | |
| I set it off Right, right | |
| I shot up your lights while you caught up in the heights | |
| My lyrics starvin', my crew runs like the mob | |
| And the funk butter cup ' cause | |
| I' m a bastard at robbin' | |
| I shake the valleys over | |
| Cali when | |
| I' m spliffed up | |
| Rock a fifth up, that measure nine point oh on the | |
| ErichterAre you tuned in to my tunes it' s boom | |
| Y' all niggaz couldn' t see me if y' all had zoom | |
| I' m accurate like | |
| Acura, my style' s ninety years maximum | |
| Fuelinjected like a | |
| Maxima, wheni' muharound motherfucker | |
| The way I get wreck y' all niggaz call it mic check | |
| I' m vexed and if | |
| I got an itchy finger like | |
| Bernard Geotz | |
| With a pad and a pen | |
| I blend funky images | |
| That leave your girl hemmoragin' for about two million | |
| And three years move along there' s nothing to see here | |
| If I wasn' t nice motherfucker, | |
| I wouldn' t be here | |
| Yeah, yeah, put metaphors inside a bracket | |
| Def Squad' s in the house and motherfucker we can back it | |
| Come test your skills for real with a bomb bang, boom bang | |
| The sound makes your brains wet | |
| With ' The | |
| Color Purple' on a freight train | |
| The devil' s the conductor | |
| Then take a trip to the darkside motherfuckers | |
| My funky pattern takes interludes around | |
| SaturnI' m more diesel than evil, meant evil like | |
| SebastianDon' t try this at home kids, | |
| I zone with | |
| ET' sAnd other alien type of | |
| MC' sSo throw your shit up in the sky' | |
| Cause Redman' s about to get live, like onetwofive | |
| I smoke ' High | |
| Times' magazines when | |
| I loungeAnd broken mics and cords is left | |
| Winicumuhround motherfucker |