Lyrics Boodah Break - Redman
Yo.
yo!
yo!
Hah
If
you
got
your
motherfuckin
lighters
Light
em
up
light
em
up
light
em
up
light
em
up
"D
that′s
me!"
> run
d.m.c.
We
gonna
take
this
time
out
to
smoke
a
blunt
Ha
hah
all
your
buddha
smokers
roll
it
up
"D
that's
me!"
> run
d.m.c.
Roll
it
up
[Sample
from
public
enemy
of
chuck
d]
If
y′all
really
like
to
rock
the
funky
beats
Somebody
in
the
house
say
'hell
yeah'.
"hell
yeah!"
Yo,
i
like
that
from
the
people
up
top
Check
this
out
[Redman]
Yo,
check
the
newsflash
Grab
the
mic,
buck
until
my
neck
gets
whiplash
My
lethal
weapon
tongue
need
a
gun
permit
badge
Mastermind
any
flow
that
can
shine
Doc
walk
the
blocks
like
either
yo′
ass
or
mine
Jersey
style
for
dead
presidents
i′ll
whoop
your
ass
With
one
leg,
kirby
style,
for
thirty
miles
Shut
the
fawcett
to
farah
Drain
the
panama
canal
up,
that'll
run
like
mascara
I
pour
the
dom
like
friends
at
don
pooh
party
Before
mr.
t
my
jewels
was
too
gaudy
My
foul
mouth
turn
a
new
york
crowd
out
Reach
out
and
touch
and
use
nine
to
dial
out
So
brick
city
are
ya
ready,
ready
So
d.c.
are
ya
ready...
Yo
cheers
to
the
undaground,
doc′s
da
name
Rap
is
like
the
nba,
i
love
this
game
Yo
yo,
to
all
my
niggaz
and
bitches
Across
the
ghetto
united
states
If
you
high
as
hell
ridin
in
your
car
Honk
your
horns,
and
light
it
up
Light
it
up,
light
it
up
yo,
light
it
up
Ha
hah,
signin
off
truly
yours
Funk
doctor
spock,
rocks
da
world
motherfuckers!
1 Down South Funk
2 I Got a Secret
3 Welcome 2 Da Bricks
4 Brick City Mashin'!
5 Da Da Dahhh
6 Da Goodness
7 Jersey Yo!
8 Get It Live
9 Let Da Monkey Out
10 D.O.G.S.
11 I'll Be Dat!
12 Close Ya Doorz
13 Boodah Break
14 My Zone!
15 Soopaman Lova IV
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