Da Bump Original rude boy... on your scene Haahahaaa.... ha ha ha... Everybody light your blunts Get your smoke on All you bitches drop your drawers With your stinkin' ass... Juss roll that weed, roll that weed Juss roll that weed, roll that weed Eh yo! Yes it's me, the emcee, Grand Royal Spittin' that Nucleus, I suggests you jams on it I'm not a role model, I cracks the Beck's bottle Smoke blunts, play pretty emcees as sex models So inhale, exhale what you smell Derail a frail, a blind emcee off my trail If you use brail See, I never been touched Regulate the street tactics then parlay in the cut Ahhhh... Lay back N' hit this while I shit this Flip this, get so ass flow at long distance N' plus I pack 9 inches in my Britches N' keep a instant lit for the funky ass bitches Newark, New Jersey's on tha map, comprende N' confrontations start from the blunts N' the remay N' if an-a-y emcee out there want to test Call my boy Poppa C to put a slug in your vest (I walk around da streets wit tha black Tec 9 by tha waistline Kickin' out hype shit) So turn da volume up a notch (N' watch da- babump, babump, make you speakers pop mic check I walk around da streets wit da black Tec 9 by da waistline kickin' out hype shit So turn da volume up) A notch (N' watch da- Babump, babump, make yo speakers pop) Owww, shit,I'm just one hip nigga Shit is off the hook when my crew is in tha mixture When I deliver over tracks N' rivers Is makin' your lungs collapse N' quiver It's tha PPP foundation in yo' ass We be tha bomb like that Oklahoma blast Then outlast a few clowns, sounds Raps, stay bein' tha mack like Dru Down Ask me what I smoke N' I say (it's da method!) Fuck off tha hook I leave shit (disconnected!) What's the name of that town rollin' up trees? (Jersey's smokin' on da Bom-Ba-Zee) You don't stop, you better move slowly I make that chest wet N' cosey, then to blow key like O.Gs Then inject that antidote to make you O.D You know a better flower, get the dough, G, N' show me I bet you I make a more pussy than Josey N' show 'em how high I am just from tha nose bleed (Haa haaaa) I keep you Naughty By Nature Kick that rugged shit that Maybelline couldn't make-up lace-up huuu... Yeah, funk docta, represent one time for all da blunt smokers...ahh Ha ha.. smokin' weed, yeah, yeah Uuhh...yeah, yeah...roll that weed, that's how we do Let me hear you go ooooooo (Oooooo) Smoke La La La (Smoke La La La) Let me hear ya go oooooo (Ooooooo) Smoke La La La (Smoke La La La) Now let it breathe... Funk Docta, got yo' ass locked down propa 11 next blast derelicts binaka! I'm a Star at Wars, smoke blunts don't Chewbacca The Headbanger Boogie for tha Marijuana shoppa Lace the tracks with stacks of Artifacts Make the police arrest me for givin' the cardiac Cuz I'm tha shitter, Headbanger nine quitter 20-blunt-a-day nigga, Landcruise whippa I represent, commence to be tha instrument Who's next to get that ass bent ten percent I make your boot pass off your,j ewels you lose cuz (I am so cool cool cool) Ah, react up on it, I got 5 on it Met some hoochie, now I got 55 on it With two Coronas I dominate my opponents To tha hardcore niggaz, keeep on, mothafucka (I walk around da) street (Wit da black Tec 9 by da waistline Kickin' out) Hype shit (So turn da volume up a notch! N' watch da- Babump) come on! (Babump,make) Your speakers pop (mic check) (I walk around da street wit da black Tec 9 by da waistline Kickin' out hype shit) yeah (So turn da volume up a) Notch (N' watch da- Babump) Come on! (Babump) Make your speakers pop (Mic check (I walk around da street wit da black Tec 9 by da waistline) Kickin' out hype shit) Funk docta... Yeah uhhh... Dick in your mouth...
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