What U Lookin' 4 Lyrics - Muddy Waters - Redman

It goes one for the mind and two for the money 

Who dat wit skull tattooes and his nose runny 

It's me, that funky MC, the Rrr-ah E 

Indubitably, I'm Jersey down to Mitentry 

Officer, you're hawkin the, ninety-three Landcruise 

When it's real criminals, you should be watchin for 

Get off my dick for what you don't got 

Plus you probably never licked a shot on your block 

Walkin to my car witcha nine out the holster 

Put your hands on the steering wheel like ya sposed ta 

I cooperate don't give the redneck no hassle 

Because too many mistakes be happening to black folk 

I said what the fuck are you lookin 4? 

Can't a young man make money anymore? 

Hah hah, leave ya butt naked... 

I said what the fuck are you lookin 4? 

Can't a young man make money anymore? 

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Aiyyo stash that weed up while me and the cop is riffin 

Damn I knew I shoulda got that stash box built-in 

But it's alright cause me and my niggaz roll tight 

We all think alike, we jump out whoever packin pipe 

Don't they know who's the freak from the East? 

I get faded like Chong and Cheech without bleach 

And started spittin game 'fore these cops start to reach 

on these creeps, showin mentality from the streets 

Even though we had a half a pound by the seats 

My peeps never tweek, we handle shit when there's heat 

Since one cop was white the otha was a brotha 

I pulled out my tape and front page of the cover 

of The Source, told him me and Janet's on tour 

Broke it down to who's my boss and who I rap for 

Plus them niggaz, EPMD 

Put me D, now I'm runnin with the Green Eyed B 

A-N-D-I-T, and Def Squad camp 

Here's your Def Jam tickets and your autograph 

Now haul ass, I got a meetin bout seven 

Basically I'm saying bye bye like Guy 

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My license, been suspended, for about five years 

The system got my ass in the jam 

Can't even ride to see my fam in Alabam' 

I get petrified everytime I see the man throw the lights on (woop woop) 

The mic's on so I stress it 

Shit I'm haulin ass before I start undressin 

Niggaz on they knees with they hands on the top of the 

heads while the Feds crack jokes with the glock in ya 

Don't get me wrong I know a lot of cool cops 

That'd let me go if I had two glocks and oowops 

But, I don't, so, I keeps it, real 

The five hundred series with deep dish peels 

Quick, my bitch, stash, two clips, between two her tits 

before the cops fuck with the Rrr-ah 

I'm a nigga of today a nigga of tomorrow, beyotch! 

To my people in Kentucky rock rock on word is bond 

Newark New Jersey rock rock on word is bond 

Atlanta Georgia rock rock on word is bond 

Connecticut rock rock on word is bond 

To my people up in Queens rock rock on word is bond 

Bri-donx in the house rock rock on word is bond 

Virginia's in this bitch rock rock on word is bond 

San Francisco rock rock on word is bond 

Yeah, bitch ass niggaz rock this!