Da Bump Lyrics

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
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
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
[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/da-bump-lyrics-redman.html ] 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