*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