Tonight’s Da Night (Mixed)

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Nicholas Craven - Rap, DJ Mix

Tonight’s Da Night (Mixed)

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[Verse: Redman] Mic check, I walk around the streets with a black TEC-9 By the waistline, kickin' the hype shit I never claim to be the best type of rapper But have to show them motherfuckers what I'm after I'm after the gold, then after that, the platinum Beef after that, Hurricane G packs the gat, son Trigger, bang, bang, yo, bust the slang, what my name? It's the Redman on the funk train Psych, you're motherfuckin' right, tonight's the night To do what I wanna do, to do it like dynamite The work perfected, when the funk been injected I roughen up the rough draft to like make your head split Punk, pass the forty and the blunt and don't front On the block, 'cause when you do front, brothers are gettin' stomped I'm not an addict, more like Puff the Magic Then pass it when I'm through 'cause my crew (Gots to have it) I don't claim to be a big rap star 'Cause no matter who you are, you'll still catch a bullet scar So listen up and take heed to what I'm sayin' 'Cause tonight's the night and me and my niggas ain't playin'

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