DE LA SOUL/REDMAN – OOOH

Lyrics

[Redman] *
Party people, your dreams have now been fulfilled
Get your ass up, and let's get ill
That's right y'all, we more than rough, we callin your bluff
And when it comes to rhymes... (Brick City)
[Pos]
Yo, don't scandalize mine
I spent too much time
Straight talk with the catch to etch my line walk
Never fetchin for crime, halt! Who goes there?
[Dove]
Yo, it's the squeeze of five fingers, puffin Smokey the Bear
Shinin black like Darth Vader caps, they on stare
[Pos]
While we rockin it, I'll rock in it (rock in it)
Like the little ball inside the spray can
Providing three coats for both child, woman and man
Chorus One: Redman
God bless the God, lay these Streets Wall to Wall
It go - oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh!
Yo, you got popped like a flick by that rivalry click
It went - oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh!
[Pos]
It ain't my fault your ass is on the ashphalt
Got your chin touched by my fam who though you brought harm, you see
I'm iced out like a glass of tea
Better yet, oatmeal cookies, y'all just rookies to me
Slidin' up and down the court, but I don't think you can D
Why try? Maseo be gettin high since Luke was Luke Skywalk'
Man, my topic of talk is sheddin shame all over your game
Like them shorties who claim that afrocentric lovin is the past drug
A life filled with (*TWEET*) that's what thugs love
Snatch you fast, wrap that ass in the rug of your choice
while it muffles your voice
[Dove]
Now when I'm swimmin through the joint, I put the funk on hold
Cause if you don't, you'll see the bubbles come up
We run up a tab and gladly add a little extra for miss
Flashy faces with bigger lips for that ass to kiss
[Pos]
Most crews are post-current while we're forever
Direct beats that's contagious, loved by all ages
Graduated from the you-and-I-versity
of hard-hitters, for real
Chorus Two: Redman
I got niggas in the streets that'll blast your ass for the shine
And get - oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh!
Yo, if you a fat chick gettin your fuck on tonight
Then go - oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh!
Yo, put your hands opposite to the ground if you're lovin our sound
Go - oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh!
Yo, and to my broke niggaz on the corner holdin me down
Go - oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh!
[Dove]
Yo, I swear Tommy gonna get it, he done did me wrong
I had plans to buy more land, plant corn
Bust kernels on heat, work hard like wetbacks
Set backs is gonna get my ass to be hostile
Rockwilder the beat, top dollar defeat
Big money's make the big decisions
Keep hip-hop alive, it's just an intermission
Back to the second half of the feature flick
Dick stacks and fuck rap
[Pos]
I had a name for makin paper since paper mache
Now my dollar coins join pounds of yen for play
While you broke niggaz reach drunk much quicker
You don't make enough bread to soak up all your liquor
Went from God to God damn
[Redman]
Damn God, you're killin it
Should incorporate it, invest half a mil' in it
Rap cats talk with no will in it
[Pos]
Soundin like they virtual
This joint'll hurt you, yo
[Dove]
Twas the night before Christmas and my crib got robbed
(shhh shhh shh, shhhhh) They did a job
Took all my goodies out from under the tree, except the CD's
of shiny-suit rappers and flossin emcees
who fail at takin it to rhyme degrees
[Pos]
Man, you know no wack poems get no play in our homes
You need to not get nappy with me
Or else we gon' "relax your mind, let your conscious be free"
Chorus Three: Redman
Yo, where my Wall Street niggaz, if ya up in the stands
Go - oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh!
To my women that'll throw they hands against they punk-ass man
Go - oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh!
Yo, if you never been shot or stabbed
Brick City go - oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh!
Yo, I gotta catch a cab back to the lab so I can smoke
- oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh!

Paroles (Traduction)

[Redman] *
Gens de la fête, vos rêves sont désormais réalisés
Lève-toi, et mettons-nous en colère
C'est ça les gars, on est plus que brutaux, on vous défie
Et quand il s'agit de rimes... (Brick City)
[Pos]
Yo, ne scandalise pas ce qui est à moi
J'ai passé trop de temps
Parler franchement avec la ruse pour tracer ma ligne de conduite
Jamais à la recherche du crime, halte ! Qui va là ?
[Dove]
Yo, c'est la pression de cinq doigts, en fumant Smokey l'Ours
Brillant en noir comme les casquettes de Dark Vador, ils fixent
[Pos]
Pendant qu'on le déchire, je vais le déchirer (le déchirer)
Comme la petite balle à l'intérieur de la bombe aérosol
Offrant trois couches pour les enfants, les femmes et les hommes
Refrain Un : Redman
Dieu bénisse le Dieu, couvrant ces rues de mur à mur
Ça va - oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh !
Yo, tu t'es fait avoir comme dans un film par ce groupe rival
Ça a fait - oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh !
[Pos]
Ce n'est pas de ma faute si ton cul est sur le bitume
Ton menton touché par ma famille qui pensait que tu apportais du tort, tu vois
Je suis givré comme un verre de thé
Mieux encore, des cookies à l'avoine, vous n'êtes que des novices pour moi
Glissant de haut en bas du terrain, mais je ne pense pas que tu puisses défendre
Pourquoi essayer ? Maseo se défonçait depuis que Luke était Luke Skywalker
Mon sujet de discussion est de jeter la honte sur ton jeu
Comme ces gamines qui prétendent que l'amour afrocentrique est le passé
Une vie remplie de (*TWEET*), c'est ce que les voyous aiment
Te choper rapidement, t'envelopper le cul dans le tapis de

Thématique Hip hop

Style Hip hop

Keywords De La Soul, Hip hop, Redman

Entités normées De La Soul, Redman