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Donald Matthew Redman (July 29, 1900, Piedmont, West Virginia - November 30, 1964, New York) was an American jazz musician, arranger, and composer. Redman was born in Piedmont, West Virginia. His father was a music teacher, his mother was a singer. Don began playing the trumpet at the age of 3, joined his first band at 6 and by age 12 he was proficient on all wind instruments ranging from trumpet to oboe as well as piano. He studied at Storer's College in Harper's Ferry and at the Boston Conservatory, then joined Billy Page's Broadway Syncopaters in New York City. (He was the uncle of saxophonist Dewey Redman, and thus great-uncle of saxophonist Joshua Redman.) Wikipedia

Redman - Put It Down

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Put It Down		ya oh yo ya yo ya get it ngga redman got 5 ngga
shots are in your hood when im high nigga shots are fucking up my liver shots from the cameras on my niggers girlfriend drunk so i'll jump around with her ill step inside your choir like a mime nigga my watch do more things than james bond nigga ima do it now I ain't done trying nigga		put it down put it down put it down girl ya betta grind cause you aint spending mine girl when timbland playing and ill do the ground work weather you wear tims, airforce, or converse let me see the high niggas on the left side and whole motherfuckers smoking on the right side see you saying fuck gilla house nigga like wise this how I walk up on your hood, hey!
put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down		Nevermind nigga that dude who arrived nigga with a blueprint to all your supply nigga 15% tent on the 5 nigga sometimes I dont know whats inside nigga let me show you how bricks get it live nigga the time warners of the block, showtime nigga I hear the chick kick her out I aint battlin her a gold digger I can see the green mile in her put it down put it down put it down fool ( these lyrics found on http://www.completealbumlyrics.com ) the flashy ones get roobed in the bathroom you get up, yo its jewelry its costume ya rolling like drunk cowboys at high noon let me see the high niggers on the east side and whole niggers getting high on the west side ill punk nigga out of line he can check like ill roll up on his hood, hey, say
put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down		look in my eyes nigga you see a great ball of fire nigga my trails is blazin, thats right im high nigga a hard hip hop hit man for high nigga my rims so big I fuck my line nigga grown as hell I dont know size nigga I contintue to flip mores barbershop talk come get you a line nigga its permanent press STEAM on the iron nigga
put it down put it down put it down girl wherever you pop shit you get found there bitch you hot little tacky with the horse hair get her a house its your year and its on baby where dem high mother fuckers on the left side I know its drunk motherfuckers on the right side you saying fucking redman nigga likewise this is how I talk to your ho		put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down