Get it Live

Yo, if this pussy nigga can't get it live Get him the FUCK out and let Doc take the job I guarantee hardcore funk for three months Warranty within that three months is like pre-nups: I take half, of everybody's sales, I don't give a fuck You're rap, R&B or, folk or country You could do a duet LP with Billy Dee I'm the Doc pure water lettin Bay-watch the slaughter I jump off stage and kick him in the fade I'm lifted like my back carry helicopter blades Fuck a police raid, this a bumrush You'll agree like Siskel and Ebert with your thumbs up Like Doc is that nigga that'll freak the funk Yeah, Doc is that nigga that'll blaze the skunk Feel my vibe, give me five on the backhand side Well alright then, well alright then Hah yo, I see y'all niggas tryin to win, dyin to sin Liquidate my formats then apply it to skin I put work in, my label should be buyin a Benz Cause with the chrome I'm swift like the hand on Sharon Stone C'mon, it's about the scrilla Metronomes put holes in bitches silicones then they peel em I hang with ghetto hoes that, thumbtack they ceiling Cause when it's time to throw joints, they the ones illin I'm way above 90 plus tax, kleptomaniac Take the change out your blue mousetrap Lo-Jacks is no match to locate, what I demonstrate You need two Dr. Dre's to Phone Tap, me Capi-tal D.O., yo I keep a dirty piss when I see P.O., yo My phone number's 9-9-FUCK-YOU My crew swing like Bruce Lee num-chuks do, up to No good, to make myself clear Any girl ask for drinks is the biggest chicken in here Like Run say, "This is the wayyyyyyyy!" Def Squad lock it like that channel on Superbowl Sunday Y'all niggas ain't ready, for Reggie I B. Steady, to rob that bank in Philly Break Cool C out then ask her (?) what the deally? Pass them the AK so we can get busy! I'm at 112 with Jacque with my neck up This chicken scopin, "Who the fuck parkin that Lincoln?" It's D-O-C, Def Squad crew I'm ready to fuck baby, how about you? Doc is that nigga that'll freak the funk Yeah, Doc is that nigga that'll blaze the skunk Feel my vibe, give me five on the backhand side Well alright then, well alright then Yo yo, yo, yo, yo, y-yo, you ain't fresh Still crack a cold Beck's and keep the hoes in check Spit a rhyme to make your neck disconnect your chest This Gilette style be Acura and XX, well it's Doc, blow your wife MX At the hotel Niko, spankin that Coleco I get you hot if you're, lookin through the peephole Niggas start duckin out, like I work for repo' Fo'-fo' italian chrome, bitches yellin, "Champagne!" I stick the whole Mo' bottle up inside a ho Just cause I can flow, I'm not a sucker I just love to fuck ya fuck ya fuck ya fuck ya Doc is that nigga that'll freak the funk Yeah, Doc is that nigga that'll blaze the skunk Give me five, feel my vibe on the backhand side Well alright then, well alright then Yo yo, I said Doc is that nigga that'll freak the funk Yeah I blow my fuckin weed if you're out of skunk Feel my vibe, give me five on the backhand side Well alright then, well alright then Well alright then, well alright then Yeah