featuring 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 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 spen