Check N’ Me Out

Lyrics
[Intro: Redman] (Ah ah, chiggy chiggy chiggy ah ah) Yo (Chiggy chiggy chiggy ah ah) I know y'all niggas out there (Chiggy chiggy chiggy ah ah) That know if shit get thick what we'll do (Chiggy chiggy chiggy ah ah) It's time to let all y'all bitch ass motherfuckers know (Chiggy chiggy chiggy ah ah) (Chiggy chiggy chiggy ah ah) Yo yo yo yo [Verse 1: Redman] If I gotta go out, I'm goin out "Full Metal Jacket" style Reverse suicide to do or die I'm broke, I lost my deal, my car, my broad And me and my landlord, be at war for the rent Yo E and Keith, it's time to rob and steal See that First National Bank? I'm showin my grill Fuck a mask and a glove, I'm worldwide for drugs Turn the TV on, that's me on America's Most Wanted, for most blunted That tricky shit you did, I done it We rock gear for deer huntin When we do jobs, me and my dogs ready to get it Snatch you out the 5 Series like I'm winning the Pennant Even at 112 degrees, Sky's the Limit Sodomized the style till you idolized the finish Sucker emcees get stuck too, fuck you And if you blink, I'ma show you shit I be up to [Chorus: Redman (Def Squad)] Cause if the shit gets thick, (we stick a motherfucker) And if you actin all that, (we stick a motherfucker) And if we lose our jobs, (we stick a motherfucker) Yo yo yo, yo, yo yo yo, yo, (we stick a motherfucker) I know you niggas checkin me out, yo yo yo, yo (ch-ch-check) I know y'all niggas checkin me out, ha ha ha, yo (ch-ch-check) I know y'all niggas checkin us out, ha ha (ch-ch-check) I know y'all niggas checkin me out, yo yo (ch-ch-check) [Verse 2: Erick Sermon] Who want the Source, the E got 65 Mics So I guess, I got shit that motherfuckers like Some rappers, they choose to be disobedient Dummies, advance your skills from intermediate I'm suave with it, my rhyme I play with it I cut the style up, and DJ with it Can you help me? Ask Bill Bellamy what's the jam of the week When he speak, it be something I freak Who gives a fuck, I show and prove, I got juice Drop my drawers and let my balls hang loose The Green-Eyed Bandit, shuts it down quickly Taking care of Business, since Strictly Cats talk behind my back, I get heated And bust a shot from my CLK two seated The Squad do work quick fast in a hurry Me (Erick Serm), Funk Doctor Spot and Keith Murray [Chorus: Redman (Def Squad)] Cause if the shit gets thick, (we stick a motherfucker) And if you actin all that, (we stick a motherfucker) And if we lose our jobs, (we stick a motherfucker) Yo yo yo, yo, yo yo yo, yo (we stick a motherfucker) I know you niggas checkin me out, yo yo (ch-ch-check) I know y'all niggas checkin me out, ha ha, yo (ch-ch-check) I know y'all niggas checkin us out, ha ha (ch-ch-check) I know y'all niggas checkin me out, yo yo yo (ch-ch-check) [Interlude: Keith Murray] Now if your bitch is paging me you best to check your bitch And if your bitch is in my whip you best to check your bitch And if your bitch is on my dick, nigga check your bitch And if my clique fuck your bitch, nigga check your bitch [Verse 3: Keith Murray] Ay yo, I'm sly as a fox, smooth as Hennessy over the rocks Knock you out your boots, slide you out your socks I see you checkin me out, you felt it When I stepped in rockin gators and electric blue velvet I see you checkin me out through the corner of your eye You deny, but yo, you ain't got to lie! You check me out till your eyes get sore But that's aight playboy, cause that's what I'm here for Check how I get biz Me and the microphone is like The Junkyard Dog and The Haiti Kid Violated, reinstated, genuinely elated You're belated, you'll be checkin me out till the day I'm cremated I keep you heavily sedated Illified, illustrated The original juice, not from concentrated From up north to midwest to west coast to down south No doubt, keep checkin us out [Chorus: Redman (Def Squad)] Cause if the shit gets thick, (we stick a motherfucker) And if you actin all that, (we stick a motherfucker) And if we lose our jobs, (we stick a motherfucker) Yo yo yo, yo, yo yo yo, yo (we stick a motherfucker) I know you niggas checkin me out, yo yo (ch-ch-check) I know y'all niggas checkin me out, ha ha, yo (ch-ch-check) I know y'all niggas checkin us out, ha ha (ch-ch-check) I know y'all niggas checkin me out, yo, yo yo (ch-ch-check) [Outro: Nasty Naj (Redman)] This is Nasty Naj on WDEF Def Squad Radio (Def Squad Radio haha) Hittin' you with the ultimate funk shit (funk shit)
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Credits
- Writers
- Keith Murray
- Erick Sermon
- Redman