Redman - Da Bump lyrics

Original rude bwoy on your scene
Haha, ha ha ha! Everybody light your blunts
Get your smoke on hahah
All you bitches drop your
Drawers witcha stinkin ass (stinkin ass)
Just roll that weed
(roll that weed) just roll that
Weed (roll that weed)

Aiyyo, yes it's me the MC Grand Royal
Spittin that Newcleus I suggest
You Jams On It i'm not a role model I
Cracks the Beck's bottle
Smoke blunts, play pretty MC's as sex models
So inhale exhale what you smell?
Derail the frail blind MC off my trail
If he use braille, see I never been touched
Regulate the street tactics then
Parlay in the cut
Uhhahhh, lay back and hit this
While I shit this


Flip this, schizo ass flow at long distance
And plus I pack nine inches in my britches
And keep an incense lit for
The funky ass bitches
Newark, New Jersey's on the map, comprende
And confrontations start from the
Blunts and the Reme
And if an-y, MC out there wanna test
Call my boy Poppa C to put
A slug in your vest

Check, I walk around the street
With the black tec nine
By the waistline, kickin the hype shit
So turn the volume up a notch
And watch the ba-bump, ba-bump
Make your speakers pop
Check, I walk around the street
With the black tec nine
By the waistline, kickin the hype shit
So turn the volume up a notch
And watch the ba-bump, ba-bump
Make your speakers pop

Owwww, shit I'm just one hip nigga
Shit is off the hook when my
Crew is in the mixture
What I deliver, over tracks and rivers
Is making your lungs collapse and quiver
It's the pPP foundation in your ass
We be the bomb like that Oklahoma blast
Then outlast, a few clowns, sounds
Raps, stay bein the mack like Dru Down
Ask me what I smoke and I say
"It's the method!"
Funk off the hook I leave shit disconnected!
What's the name of that town rollin up trees?
Jersey smokin up the bom ba zee!
It don't stop, you better move slowly
I make that chest wet and cosy
Then dip lowkey like OG's
Then inject that antidote to make you OD
You know a better flower get the
Dough G and show me i bet you I make em
More pussy than Josie meow
And show em How High I
Am just from the nosebleed (How High)
I keep it Naughty By Nature
Kick that rugged shit that
Maybelline couldn't make-up, lace up

(yeah Funk Doctor
Represent one time for all the blunt smokers)
Smokin weed
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, it's how we do)
Let me hear you go ooooohhhh! (ooooohhhh)
Smoke lalala (smoke lalala)
Let me hear you go ooooohhhh! (oooohhhhh)
Smoke lalala (smoke lalala)

Funk Doctor, got your ass locked down proper
Let me next blast derelicts, binaca
I'mma Star at War, smoke blunts
Don't Chew bacca the head banger boogie for
The marijuana shoppers
Lace the tracks with stacks of artifacts
Make the police arrest me
For givin the cardiac
Cause, I'm the shitter
Headbanger non-quitter
Twenty blunt a day nigga, Landcruise whipper
I represent, commence to beat an instrument
Who's next to get that ass bent ten percent
I make you boo pass off
Your jewels you lose cause
(I am so cool cool cool)
React up on it, I Got Five On It
Met some hoochie, now I got fifty-five on it
With two Coronas, I dominate my opponents
To the hardcore niggas, keep on!
(motherfucker)

Check, I walk around the street
With the black tec nine
By the waistline, kickin the hype shit
So turn the volume up a notch
And watch the ba-bump, ba-bump
Make your speakers pop
Check, I walk around the street
With the black tec nine
By the waistline, kickin the hype shit
So turn the volume up a notch
And watch the ba-bump, ba-bump
Make your speakers pop