[Intro] Ahh Redman.. Do you feel that the Blacks in your community Are still mad at the racial situation? Yeah, they still mad And if you don't take that funny smirk off your face I'mma kick your... Over three hundred ghetto-related crimes happened In Newark, New Jersey alone — still the saga continues
[Verse 1] Stick 'em up, stick 'em up! I got the jammy to your guts, punk Don't make a move! Before I choose to make your guts run All over the block, 'cause my stomach's in a knot And it growls twenty-four hours a day around the tick-tock I got roaches and rats up the back, carryin' bats and gats So I *farting noise* 'fore I snack, Jack Because I'm not down with water from the hydrant My moms taking a bath and my brother's next to dive in I gotta think of a plan so I can eat I haven't had a cracker for weeks so my mouth leaks I squad up, 'cause I'mma set up this kid Carryin' loot out from Burger King and what I'mma do is... Run up on him, snatch the bag of money, then bust the dummy! 'Cause, my man, when I think of a plan, there's no shorts take 'Cause I pack jammies inside of my North Face, coat Had the black brother on scope No joke's what I am 'cause the man's a pure pro (Yo, my man you got a light? [Straight jackin'] Yeah, give me the effin' money too, G!) Yo, STOP, STOP, STOP! Took the money then I dipped with the quickness The plan went well, so I got down to the business Opened up the bag, it was filled with paper I thought I freaked the funk but now starts the caper 'Cause I was set up, now I have to go head up with the cops But they carryin' black Glocks (Shit's thick!) What's my next move? My life's on the line Bullets in their clips and none in mine Sirens on, once again it's on I fell (OW!) and then the black Glocks went (POW!) I got snuffed and I got bust Now the only thing I'm sniffin' is dust, because it's...
[Hook] 'Cause it's so rough 'Cause it's so rough 'Cause it's so rough 'Cause it's so rough 'Cause it's so rough
[Verse 2] Me and Erick Sermon taking a trip Uptown In the 4Runner, blastin' my tape, puffin' ganja Since Erick got props I stepped to this hottie with more damn body than a chop shop Flexed the jewels then she chose to talk to me It was no doubt that baby cakes was hawkin' me So I kicked it, upped the digits, terrific Not knowin' she was scopin' me 'cause I was MAD splifted Later on that week, honeydip freaked the funk Playin' Redman and Erick out like two chumps Callin' him weekdays, callin' me weeknights (Who had her weekends?) Whichever man would freak right Things got cozy one night like dynamite We stripped to bare backs and took care of the bare facts (No hats? Damn, black) The Funkadelic Took a splash — you know how that go, fellas Two months later (See you later, alligator) She was pissed and, I ended up seein' my physician She took a blood test, she took a head check Looked at me thinkin', "Why the hell he isn't dead yet?" Then I asked her, "Why you lookin' at me?!" She said, "Redman, because you have the HIV" Called Erick and his set, that girl, don't mess around! Too late, 'cause Erick already had his drawers down 'Cause it's
[Hook] 'Cause it's so rough 'Cause it's so rough 'Cause it's so rough 'Cause it's so rough 'Cause it's so rough
[Verse 3] To all my brothers, wear your hats, wear your hats You can either get with this or you can either catch the claps And to my sisters, make 'em wear they prophyl-lastic 'Cause it's drastic, havin' another ghetto bastard Think I'm dying for a piece of butt? Honey, you must be nuts You better settle for a wet kiss, so pucker up 'Cause you end up messin' around catchin' the heebie jeebies Lookin' like "WHODUNNIT?" Witcha face up on the TV So next time you want sex, get wreck, but protect 'Cause you could be like sexin' to your last death And if you still don't know the time, press rewind 'Cause the next thing you might hear is a flatline Word [BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
