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So Ruff Lyrics - Whut? Thee Album - Redman

Ah Redman, do you feel that the blacks in your community 

Are still mad at the racial situation? Yeah they still mad 

And if you don't take that funny smirk off your face 

I'ma kick your over three hundred ghetto-related crimes happened 

In New York, New Jersey alone still the saga continues 

 

Stick 'em up, stick 'em up, I got the jammie to your vest punk 

Don't make a move, before I choose to make your guts run 

All over the block, 'cause my stomach's in a knot 

And it growls twenty-four hours a day around the tick-tock 

 

I got roaches and vats of the rats carryin' bats and gats 

So I 'fore I snack jack 

Because I'm not down with water from the hydrant 

My moms takin' a bath and my brother's next arrivin' 

 

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I gotta think of a plan so I can eat 

I haven't had a cracker for weeks so my mouth leaks 

I squat up, 'cause I'ma set up this kid, carryin' loot out 

From burger king and what I'ma do is 

 

Run up on him, snatch the bag of money, then bust the dummy 

'Cause my man when I think of a plan there's no shorts take 

'Cause I pack jammies inside of my nordface, coat 

Had the black brother on scope 

No joke's what I am 'cause the man's a pure pro 

 

Yo my man you got a light? 

Yeah, give me the effin' money too G, yo stop stop stop 

 

Took the money then I dipped with the quickness 

The plan went well so I got down to the business 

Opened up the bag it was filled with paper 

I thought I freaked the funk but now starts the caper 

 

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'Cause I was set up, now I have to go head up with the cops 

What they carryin'? Black glocks, shit's thick 

What's the next move? My life's on the line 

Bullets in their clips and none in mine 

 

Sirens on, once again it's on 

I fell and then the black glocks went pow 

I got snuffed and I got bust 

Now the only thing I'm sniffin' is dust, because it's 

 

It's so ruff, 'cause it's so ruff 

'Cause it's so ruff, it's so ruff 

 

Me and Erick Sermon takin' a trip uptown 

In the boat run a blast and my tape pumpin' ganja 

Since Erick got props 

I step to this hottie with more damn body than a chop shop 

 

Flexed the jewels then she chose to talk to me 

It was no doubt that baby cakes was hawkin' me 

So I kicked it, upped the digits, terrific 

Not knowin she was scopin' me 'cause I was mad splifted 

 

Later on that week honeydip freaked the funk 

Playin' Redman and Erick out like two chumps 

Callin' him weekdays, callin' me weeknights 

Who had her weekends? Whichever man would freak right 

 

Things got cozy one night like dynamite 

We stripped to bare backs and took care of the bare facts 

No hats went funkadelic 

Took a splash, you know how that go fellas 

 

Two months later, see you later alligator 

She was pissed and, I ended up seein' my position 

She took a blood test, she took a head check 

Looked at me thinkin', why the hell he isn't dead yet? 

 

Then I asked her, "Why you lookin' at me?" 

She said, "Redman because you have the HIV" 

Called Erick and his set, that girl, don't mess around 

Too late, 'cause Erick already had his drawers down 'cause it's 

 

It's so ruff, it's so ruff 

'Cause it's so ruff, 'cause it's so ruff 

 

To all my brothers wear your hats wear your hats 

You can either get with this or you can either catch the claps 

And to my sisters, make 'em wear they prophyllastic 

'Cause it's drastic, havin' another ghetto bastard 

 

Think I'm buyin' for a piece of butt? Honey you must be nuts 

You better settle for a wet kiss so pucker up 

'Cause you end up messin' around catchin' the heebie jeebies 

Lookin' like who done it? Witcha face up on the TV 

 

So next time you want sex, get wreck, but protect 

'Cause you could be like sexin' to your last death 

And if you still don't know the time, press rewind 

'Cause the next thing you might hear is a flatline 

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