(feat. Erick Sermon)

[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 $#&@?
[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 ^!$$%)
We don't give a $#&@ when we smoked out
In the land that's doped out [it's like that?] no doubt

From this bomb weed, I @@#! from the streets
Get you open like buttcheeks, from girls who be freaks
Aiyyo, can I be SWV?

You the One ^!$$%
Rap Shogun, yes E the one
Yo, I'm rollin with a forty pack of ^!$$%z

Get my weed from Branson cause his sack's bigger
Yo give me dap ^!$$%
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
^!$$%z front like they want it
But I be in the five hundred with E steadily gettin blunted

Damn ^!$$% 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 (*##$es 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 ^!$$% out?
[E Dub] Whateva man
[Red] Yo, you ready to get this chedda?

[E Dub] Whateva man
[Red] You ready to start this %#@! 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, #~!!@ walls and all
I lit my first L before I started to crawl

I got my $$# 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 ^!$$%z that'll bug witcha
Smoke bud witcha, later on stick a sluginya
Everything that's like green ain't the bomb (*##$
I got different forms to make you lose your calm (*##$
Read my lips, you ain't hittin unless you got

Ten on it, get on it, or get the $#&@ 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 $#&@ (*##$?
[E Dub] Whateva man
[Red] You ready to guzzle this liquor?
[E Dub] Whateva man


[E Dub harmonizing again]