*woman moans*
[E Dub] Microphone check one two
Aiyyo, you ready to get down man?
[Red] Yo, whateva man
[E Dub] You ready to get drunk as fuck?
[Red] Whateva man
[E Dub] You, you sayin somethin?
[Red] Whateva man
[E Dub] Aiyyo
[Red] Whateva man
[E Dub] Check it, Kool V
(I keeps it bangin, keep it swangin
Mike type of sangin) Ohh-la-la-la! (So what cha sayin)
[Verse One: Redman, Sermon]
Yo, I`m smokin herbals till it hurts you
I keep your daughter way out past her curfew
Hard far from commercial
(So what cha mean nigga)
We don`t give a fuck when we smoked out
In the land that`s doped out [it`s like that?] no doubt
From this bomb weed, I cock from the streets
Get you open like buttcheeks, from girls who be freaks
Aiyyo, can I be SWV?
You the One nigga
Rap Shogun, yes E the one
Yo, I`m rollin with a forty pack of niggaz
Get my weed from Branson cause his sack`s bigger
Yo give me dap nigga
What I clap lyrically tap call back
Ferocious causin comatoses to collapse
So chinky eyed I see people wavin on a map
I make it hotter than your thermostats (beep beep beep beep)
Bomb MC`s with rough megahertz so call me
Funk Doctor verbal starburst, lyrical expert
Your boombox better form a union
Cause I leave your circus overworked, word bond
Niggaz front like they want it
But I be in the five hundred with E steadily gettin blunted
Damn nigga you cool at what you spittin
So why you holdin the blunt so long politickin
Huh, I ace them blunts with the technician
of electrician, I don`t got a pot to piss in
But still spend my last on hyrdroglycerin
I keep it live no jive rollin Dutches
that`s Masters like the Furious Five
I, keep your crew chinky eyed, for bitches actin dog
(Can you hit it from the back?) Why not, while we toke on this
*woman moaning* (ohhh daddy... aiyeee)
[Sermon and Red harmonizing]
[Red] Yo, you ready to roll this weed up?
[E Dub] Whateva man
[Red] You ready to knock this nigga out?
[E Dub] Whateva man
[Red] Yo, you ready to get this chedda?
[E Dub] Whateva man
[Red] You ready to start this shit off?
[E Dub] Whateva man
[Verse Two: Redman]
I smoked with a lot of college, students
Most of em, wasn`t graduatin and they knew it
You know the weed slang? Yeah boy I speak it fluent
I light your college dorm with my entourage from Newark
Bigger they come, harder they fall
That goes for, knuckleheads, MC`s, pussy walls and all
I lit my first L before I started to crawl
I got my ass whupped when I had my first brawl
But things changed since I was twelve years old
I specialize in wreckin mics and area codes
Now, PPP the kinda niggaz that`ll bug witcha
Smoke bud witcha, later on stick a sluginya
Everything that`s like green ain`t the bomb bitch
I got different forms to make you lose your calm bitch
Read my lips, you ain`t hittin unless you got
Ten on it, get on it, or get the fuck out my cypher
[Red] You ready to roll this weed up?
[E Dub] Whateva man
[Red] You ready to rob this niga?
[E Dub] Whateva man
[Red] You ready to fuck bitch?
[E Dub] Whateva man
[Red] You ready to guzzle this liquor?
[E Dub] Whateva man
(E Dub harmonizing again)
