Redman - Iz He 4 Real lyrics

rate me

yah word up

Hooooaa, haha

haaaaaa [Rock, Leflah Leflour Eshkoshkah:] ("Iz he for real he can't be")

yah word up

Haha, hooooaa

haaaaaa ("Iz he for real he can't be")

yah word up

Hoooooaa, iz he 4 real

haaaaaa ("Iz he for real he can't be")

Haha, unbeknown, unbelieved

Hoooooaa, haha

haaaaaa ("Iz he for real he can't be")

Somebody light the fuse so I can bring bad news

To all these crews who can't NBA Jam with the shoes

That double shot Hennesee got my mind trippin

Drunk enough to start a campaign on ass kickin

With my nigga Keith who give assists like Scott Pippen

For MC derelict whippin, cap or cock twistin

Drop your money in the slot if your block don't got

a real representer cocked for action like my block got

Rhyme skills three and a quarter for them drop tops

Your caliber, straight up pussy who pop glocks

While I kick facts react on funky tracks

Give me room like the Hyatt while I run this jungle habitat

And if I snap get that monkey off my back

Me and mikes together roll tighter than Slick and Vance Wright

Toast to the real MC's that can feel me

And if your bitch ain't jumpin now then later on she will be

All these weak punk MC's kill me

They don't feel me, come to Jersey get jacked like Jill G

Hooooo, haaaaa ("Iz he for real he can't be") [x4]