Radio - Naughty By Nature

featuring Rustic Overtones 

[Treach] You know it's Naughty on the RADIO (Turn it up!) 
{ladi dadi da  ladi dadi da  ladi dadi da  ladi dadi da} 
{ladi dadi da  ladi dadi da  ladi dadi da  ladi dadi da} 
[Treach] Turn up your motherfuckin RADIO (Turn it up!) 
Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! 
{ladi dadi da  ladi dadi da  ladi dadi da  ladi dadi da} 
Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! 

Verse One: Treach 

I'm the King of Hip-Hop, there is none NIGHER 
Sucker motherfuckers better call me SIRE 
To burn my Kingdom, there ain't enough FIRE 
I won't stop rockin cause I won't re-TIRE 
Under the sheet, boricua heat, a street fleet, with missle seekers 
Cause G.I. Joe's a John Doe, ass beat with some street sweepers 
Hold the heaters, want a war? Bless the butcher 
Glad to meet you MOTHERFUCK THAT, nice to mush ya 
The twenty and twenty the bottles the bottles 
of beer of beer on the wall on the wall 
The twenty and twenty the bottles the bottles of, beer! 
Now if the one of the one bottles of bottles of 
happened to happened to fall 
we'll bring the rock with hip-hop, and YES YES Y'ALL 
So I asked some-motherfuckin-body who breed's the bangest? 
Car jackers with clappers or star rappers with street flamers! 
Here's a smoker yeah the Newport that you bought 
Wanna hear this bump from New City, New Guinea to New York! 
(Niggy what?!) 

Chorus: Rustic Overtones and Treach 

{ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da} 
{ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da} 
[Treach] Turn up your motherfuckin RADIO (Turn it up!) 
Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! 
{ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da, ladi-dadi-da} 
Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! 

Verse Tw