โหลดเพลง mp3 Whateva Man ((Explicit)) - Redman

Whateva Man ((Explicit)) - Redman/Erick Sermon
Written by：Redman/Snoop Dogg/Erick Sermon/Dr. Dre/Colin Fitzroy Wolfe
Microphone check one two
Aiyyo you ready to get down man
Yo whateva man

You ready to get drunk as f**k
Whateva man

You you sayin' somethin'
Whateva man

Aiyyo whateva man
Check it kool V
I keeps it bangin'
Keep it swangin'
Mike type of sangin'
Ohh la la so what cha sayin'
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 ni**a
We don't give a f**k when we smoked out
In the land that's doped out it's like that no doubt
From this bomb w**d I cock from the streets
Get you open like butt cheeks from girls who be freaks
Aiyyo can I be SWV you the one ni**a
Rap Shogun yes E the one
Yo I'm rollin' with a forty pack of niggaz
Get my w**d from Branson 'cause his sack's bigger
Yo give me dap ni**a hat 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

Bomb MC's with rough megahertz so call me
Funk Doctor verbal star burst lyrical expert
Your boom box 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
D**n ni**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**ches actin' dog
Can you hit it from the back
Why not while we toke on this
Bomb bomb the boundary
Yeah bomb bomb the boundary
Yeah bomb bomb the boundary
Yeah bomb bomb the boundary
Yo you ready to roll this w**d up
Whateva man

You ready to knock this ni**a out
Whateva man
Yo you ready to get this chedda
Whateva man

You ready to start this sh*t off
Whateva man

I smoked with a lot of college students
Most of em wasn't graduatin' and they knew it
You know the w**d slang
Yeah boy I speak it fluent
I light your college dorm with my entourage from Nework
Bigger they come harder they fall
That goes for knuckleheads MC's p**sy 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 niggaz that'll bug witcha
Smoke bud witcha later on stick a slugin' ya
Everything that's like green ain't the bomb b**ch
I got different forms
To make you lose your calm b**ch
Read my lips you ain't hittin' unless you got
Ten on it get on it
Or get the f**k out my cypher
You ready to roll this w**d up
Whateva man
You ready to rob this ni**a
Whateva man
You ready to f**k b**ch
Whateva man

You ready to guzzle this liquor
Whateva man

Whateva man

Whateva man

Whateva man

Whateva man