Redman Keep On '99 Lyrics

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It's about forty 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 ohh ahh ahh he's gon' let the monkey out

Ha Chi Town in it
Yo yo-why-yo-yo
Now first of all I be the Doc smokin' blocks of hash
Alert your *** *** commissioner 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 *****, 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 ***** who bubble mo' than Alka-Seltzer Cold Plus
Static, *****z 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 ***** fo' life
Hustlers, got the **** that'll keep you high!
"Gently place the balls, into the mouth, and hum"
"Gently place the balls, into the mouth, and hum"

Yo, I'm in your local ghetto rollin' a Corona Deluxe
***** you better hit the forty, **** a margarita!
**** 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 **** are you?"
The Loaded Desperado, I'm cooler than Rollo
(Aiyyo, what you hittin' Doc?) I'm hittin' hoes up in the Tahoe
Gettin' chickens fightin' in the back of the Apollo
Say, "**** dat!" if I'm a tough act to follow
("**** dat!!!") Disagree I bring the beef gyro
Only right I spiral the hot **** that I know

Then buy a six shot Eclipse with plastic grips

And get a gangsta ***** who love robbin' ****!


It don't stop y'all, it don't stop *****
You don't stop y'all, it don't stop *****
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 ***** *****z 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 **** and slide on your Kenneth Coles

And every time we look around them *****z on my block

Aiyyo them Def Squad ************s keeps it hot

[Chorus: x2]
Doc's da Name 2000 Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Welcome 2 da Bricks
  • 2 Let da Monkey Out
  • 3 I'll Bee Dat!
  • 4 Get It Live
  • 5 Who Took da Satellite Van (skit)
  • 6 Jersey Yo!
  • 7 Cloze Ya Doors
  • 8 I Don't Kare
  • 9 Boodah Break
  • 10 Million Chicken March (2 Hot 4 TV) (skit)
  • 11 Keep On '99
  • 12 Well All Rite Cha
  • 13 Pain in da Ass Stewardess (skit)
  • 14 Da Goodness
  • 15 My Zone!
  • 16 Da Da DaHHH
  • 17 G.P.N. (skit)
  • 18 Down South Funk
  • 19 D.O.G.S.
  • 20 Beet Drop
  • 21 We Got da Satellite Van (skit)
  • 22 Brick City Mashin'!
  • 23 Soopaman Lova IV
  • 24 I Got a Seecret
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