Whoop Whoop(8x)



[Redman]

Funky dilemmas, destroy mc's by process of elimanation

Ghetto linger breaks your inner, mind body

Got me sold like Hurachis, funk tracks up the ass

make peace wit knock-knees, the funk dwella in your cella

no one's betta, pull more Playboy bitches than Hugh Heffner

I phase you wit my nasal style I'm able

To rock two turntables for oh say like sweet sable

Now who's on the deal I'll make you feel the real

I kill at will wit nine shots in your window sill

Or mill, to feel a gust of wind, I must've been worn

Wit ten of my dusted friends I, I get up in you like Keith Murray

Make your whole crew shit stew beef curry in a hurry

Make competition leave early smokin the lala

Blazay Blah come through your block and open fire



(Redman's in the area

Keith Murray's in the area

Erick Sermon's in the area)



[Erick Sermon]

You best believe

Is this mic on word up

I swarm like helicopters, after robbers, at fiends gettin dollars

The lyrical Street Fighter call me Sagat

Blazin hot like the bullet from somebody gettin shot

Where ther's a drum there's a beat

And where there's guns there's the streets

This option allows me to make my opponents wit degrees

From here to overseas, clowns in my mix and don't know the flava

Its the same reason why I threw away my Skypager

Magnificent, givin rappers death certificates

Wit fly intricate flows by the lows

Y'all come out the hype description of this

One time Billboard winner, six time Gold record list

No one invited me so I crashed and brung the vibe

And broke it out like a rash, who?

So who do I be? The E, the D-O-U-B the L, to the E

Get your blunt leafs and fire it up

Get your ZigZa