Best Believe

[Intro: Redman]

Ay, you already know what it is, nigga

Lemme tell you something (Fuck that)

(Ay, fuck them Gilla House niggas)

Ay, what you talkin' about bitch I'm a pimp

(Ay, fuck you) You goddamn right

I'mma do it like this

[Verse 1: Redman]

I tie up my Air Nikes, prepare for the mic

Straight throwin' up the bike on Jersey Turnpike (VROOOM)

Get at me, the Doctor is fine

Cadillac transform into Optimus Prime

I ain't lyin', I'm the future satellite dish on the Coupe

Wanna be hood down, I'll recruit ya

I talk with slang, that swang like Slick Rick chain

King Tut's my new nickname

I'm at the Knicks game when it's on

I get Nuggets so I'm there with a Carmelo uniform

I jerk to a porn then I'm off to work

Train to box you in like Buddy McGirt

Expert got the Draft not Miller

I hustle my flows like weed you know the bags got bigger

NIGGA! Boy a puss

If the pen run outta ink, I kill another octopus

Got the house like Dane Cook; Red, L & Pete Rock

The pressure make the wiz blow on the teapot

Since 19, I had detox

I was rockin' Reebok's, copying the Human Beat Box

Now I'm from the East Side all grown up

Places I played in, nigga, all sewn up

I'm chasin' that dream 'till I'm at the Garden

On a thousand foot screen in red monkey JEANS!!

[Chorus: Pete Rock (scratching 'Fire!')]

(Ooooh weee)

Best believe we get high, nigga

Best believe we get by, nigga

Best believe we get fly, nigga la, la, la, la, la

Best believe we get high, nigga

Best believe we get by, nigga

Best believe we get live, nigga

(Ooh wee)

[Verse 2: LD]

Hot damn ho here we go again (Let's Go)

My God damn flow buries hoes & men (Yup)

I got grams, yo stereo was in four rush

Too rough for your scary flow to win (Yup)

Heart stop when I'm barely going in

Might as well start singin' like Mario & them (Yup)

So what's the scenario again?

Pete Rock, Funk Doc, yup, here we go again (Yes sir)

I stay high like a guy who supplies in the sky

You probably gotta fly just to buy (Whoo!)

Kinda guy walkin' by with a Desert 45

Probably be a legend before I die (Die!)

You wanna see me pay?

You wanna freestyle? Freestyle's for the CBA

Brook niggas wanna be me, ay

I'm down with the King, got soul like VBK

[Chorus: Pete Rock (scratching 'Fire!')]

(Ooooh weee)

Best believe we get high, nigga

Best believe we get by, nigga

Best believe we get fly, nigga la, la, la, la, la

Best believe we get high, nigga

Best believe we get by, nigga

Best believe we get live, nigga

(Ooh wee)

[Verse 3: Pete Rock]

I be tossin' & flossin', my style is awesome

I grind in my house like Rosario Dawson

Got a studio up in the crib

My very own Hit Factory/D&D/Quad

As I reminisce over you, my God

(Jump) to the sounds of the Soul Brother #1

(Jump) all around like Everlast & them cause... your boy back, man

I'm sick of this bubble gum rap with a soda on the side

That these labels & the radio is feedin' us

You ain't gotta eat that stuff

I'm speakin' off the cuff

Cause a brother like Pete don't really give a... (Damn)

Been a classic since Rakim was rockin' a fade with a half moon part and

Big Daddy Kane was writing for Biz Mark and

I don't really think that you little niggas wanna start

Listen guppy, you swimmin' with a shark, you a puppy, I'm a big dog

Somethin' like Pete Rock the invincible

Plug it into you, make it all official

Check 1, 2

[Chorus: Pete Rock (scratching 'Fire!')]

(Ooooh weee)

Best believe we get high, nigga

Best believe we get by, nigga

Best believe we get fly, nigga la, la, la, la, la

Best believe we get high, nigga

Best believe we get by, nigga

Best believe we get live, nigga

(Ooh wee)

[Outro: Scratches "Fire!"]