Redman - Whateva Man lyrics

*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 f**? [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 n***a) We don't give a f** when we smoked out In the land that's doped out [it's like that?] no doubt From this bomb weed, i co*k from the streets Get you open like bu*tcheeks, from girls who be freaks Aiyyo, can i be swv? You the one n***a Rap shogun, yes e the one Yo, i'm rollin with a forty pack of n***az Get my weed from branson cause his sack's bigger Yo give me dap n***a 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 n***az front like they want it But i be in the five hundred with e steadily gettin blunted Damn n***a 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 b**hes 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 n***a out? [e dub] whateva man [red] yo, you ready to get this chedda? [e dub] whateva man [red] you ready to start this sh** 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, p**y walls and all I lit my first l before i started to crawl I got my a** 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 n***az that'll bug witcha Smoke bud witcha, later on stick a sluginya Everything that's like green ain't the bomb b**h I got different forms to make you lose your calm b**h Read my lips, you ain't hittin unless you got Ten on it, get on it, or get the f** 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 f** b**h? [e dub] whateva man [red] you ready to guzzle this liquor? [e dub] whateva man (e dub harmonizing again)