Erick Sermon - React

Just Blaze, yeah, uh, yeah Check me out now Yo, yo, yo, yo, check me out now Yo, yo, yo Let me hear ya say Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh Put your hands in the air everybody, cmon Where them dogs at [Erick Sermon] Hey yo, Im immaculate, come through masculine Wide-body frame, E-Dubs the name, whoa In the field of rap, Im supurb, Im fly I should be in the sky with birds I ride 20 inch rims when I lean, yo (Ayyo, them 10s) I know, I keep em clean though Come through stormin the block like El Nino Scoop up an average chick before she close She goes, those my people Yeah, them broads from Puerto Rico, them key folks Yeah, watch how the "E" locs 64 Black rags, black interior, shift on the floor Burn out, I do it for the kids Theyre hoppin it turn style, the "E" goin wild Yo, like them white chicks on a DVD Yeah, Im worldwide, MTV and BET [1] Whateva she said, then Im that If this here rocks to yall, then react Whateva she said, then Im that If this here rocks to yall, then react Yo, do I gotta go ape or go nutty I leave your eye like a 9-9 biz-buggy, puffy Brit niggas get real ugly Trust me, keep your four if you feel lucky Mug me, I aint got nothin but four figures And weed and hash chopped in the coffee blender My shots like squeegy men on your window Usual suspect, Im the crippled member Get away when I sat down in the office Heat in my lap keep me walkin awkward While yall talk it, the doc reinforce it The mic, its hard to keep my paws off it Yo bitch is my bitch when its over No Cristal, Ill pour duck with King Cobra Out in the Nova, dont bother My knee not brown, cost is a shot down the Carter Repeat [1] Hey yo Red, hes over (Word?) with his shit right now Watch this, told ya Chi-chi-chi-chi-chi-chi-chi-chi-chi-chillin, Im milk Im that kid Gizmo, we top billin Yo, when the roof is on fire, believe it, its me Sparks when I rock the mic like Siegal & Free When the pen hit the pad, the evil in me come out Total recall for people to breathe I got dogs in the backyard shittin their lawns We got chickens aint leaving till six in the morning Round and round we go, circle the area Leave the party, go straight to the Marriott Dozy-doe, were cowboys with a saddle-lac Rodeo with 20 fours on the Cadillac What your name is, yo, R.E.D. Crack cost money, but the "E" is free, yeah Repeat [1] until fade.
Artist: Erick Sermon
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