Da Bump Lyrics - Redman

Original rude boi on your scene 

Everybody light your blunts, get your smoke on 

All you bitches drop your drawers witcha 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 

You 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 

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Lay back an' hit this, while I shit this 

Flip this, get some ass flow at long distance 

An' plus I pack nine inches in my britches 

An' keep an instant lit for the funky ass bitches 

Newark, New Jersey's on the map, comprende? 

An' confrontations start from the blunts an' the Reme 

An' if any 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 tech nine 

By the waistline, kickin' the hype shit 

So turn the volume up a notch 

An' watch the da bump, da bump, make your speakers pop 

Check, I walk around the street with the black tech nine 

By the waistline, kickin' the hype shit 

So turn the volume up a notch 

An' watch the da bump, da bump, make your speakers pop 

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Shit, I'm just one hip nigga 

Shit is off the hook when my crew is in the mixture 

What I deliver, over tracks an' rivers 

Is makin' your lungs collapse an' 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 an' 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 bombazee 

It don't stop, you better move slowly 

I make that chest wet an' cosy 

Then dip Lowkey like OG's 

Then inject that antidote to make you O.D. 

You know a better flower get the dough, G an' show me? 

I bet you, I make 'em more pussy than Jonesy 

And show 'em 'How High I am' just from the nosebleed 

I keep it 'Naughty By Nature' 

Kick that rugged shit that Maybelline could make-up, lace up 

Yeah, Funk Doctor, represent one time 

For all the blunt smokers smokin' weed 

Let me hear you go ooh, ooh 

Smoke lalala, smoke lalala 

Let me hear you go ooh, ooh 

Smoke lalala, smoke lalala 

Funk Doctor got your ass locked down proper 

Let me next blast derelicts, binaca 

I'ma star at war, smoke blunts, don't Chewbacca 

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, head banger, 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 your boo pass off your jewels, you lose 

'Cause I am so cool 

React opponent, '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 niggaz, keep on, motherfucker 

Check, I walk around the street with the black tech nine 

By the waistline, kickin' the hype shit 

So turn the volume up a notch 

An' watch the da bump, da bump, make your speakers pop 

Check, I walk around the street with the black tech nine 

By the waistline, kickin' the hype shit 

So turn the volume up a notch 

An' watch the da bump, da bump, make your speakers pop 

Check, I walk around the street with the black tech nine 

By the waistline, kickin' the hype shit