Letra Rocafella Redman

Rocafella

Aiyyo-yo-yo-yo you better pass it
Aiyyo check this out
We coming to you live from that BOMB Chocolate City my man
Where the knotty-headed niggaz and the Brick City brigade dwell
And if you don't know your fool better ask
Aiyyo-yo you better pass that blunt
And yo E, we comin to you live with the Cosmic type stuff Verse One: Redman Well it's that brother coming six billion feet from beneath
And you should be peep-in how I get smoked-out on the weekend
I swing it to my crew or down to my fans
Schoolin hell of stackas like final exams
Cause, it's the (UH!) Funkadelic, hit you with the irrelevantelements, and it's coming through your blockCan't you smell it trick?
Wanna copy-cat my whole format
So you get funk tracks, punch lines and skull hatsHUHHHHHH
H! Got a little Redman in townWho's that effin clown soundin wack with the frown??
I don't know man, but you better wonder what I would do
While loud on this staff like birds one and two
My crew runs thicka than syrup from the burough
You get hurt up, word up, Jam-med like PearlKnock off from blood clot puff on the rough block
Or I peep my man, Rockafella, it don't stop Chorus: On and on, and it don't quit
Redman rockin on to the funky shit, c'mon On and on, and it don't quit Redman rockin on to the funky shit
I said Jersey's in the house Jersey's in the house
I said Brooklyn's in the house Brooklyn's in the house
I said Uptown's in the house Uptown's in the house
I said the Bronx in the hidouse The Bronx in the hidouse Verse Two: Newark, New Jersey, rock rock on, word is bondI'm comin in swarms, so turn your flashlights on
Due to difficulty, my style flows while it travels across the planetin 48 Hours like Nick NolteDroppin the flavor, stay Sky high like PagerI'm magical like Fantasia on paper
I Saw the Light like Kraftwerk, of course
When the T-L-A Rock shock the stuff, It's Yours!To your drawers, your record label got your staff gassed
Thinkin you gonna sell two mil cakes real fast
But you're blocked, and your earrings choke like a tec
Now, who freakin style your ass gonna steal nextà
Are there any more imitators in the house?? There are no
Bust like NBA Jams, and you can have ChicagoCatch the cargo, funky like a bag of BravosWay back, when I used to pump 92 KTU and CarlosHuuhhh! I just stay funky like that
Make you wanna (sssss) my style like a junkie on crack
Trick, you better back the freak up, for real now
When I break it down from Newark NJ to IllTown Chorus: On and on, and it don't quit
Redman rockin on to the funky shit, c'mon On and on, and it don't quit Redman rockin on to the funky shit
I said Virginia's in the house Virginia's in the house
I said Cali's in the house Cali's in the house
I said Atlanta's in the house Atlanta's in the house North Carolina's in the house Carolina's in the house Verse Three: Yoo-hoo watch the birdie!! While Red wreck your brains early
If rap was B-Ball, I'd have assists like James WorthyDribble the rock if you got the hots to get your knot rocked
Twice my device, Run-D.MC's from my Rock BoxHey you, better Come Clean like JeruBefore I take phase two and do another pay-per-viewto your crew, I give a boom bip to Q-tipStandin tall like Shaq, honey I'm back, this ain't Blue ChipsThe new stuff, creamin brothas like Breyer'sHe's heating up -- nah, brotha, I'm on fire!
Dribble dribble shootin three pointers to the drum trick
Try to take my style? BLAOW! and oneD
J Twinz in the house for the nine-square
My man Shaft, you don't know you better ask Outro: That bomb Chocolate City coming to you livefrom the ninety-fo' era
Aiyyo you better pass that blunt, aiyyo check this out
We gonna take it to you livewhere Newark New Jersey drops that chocolate funk for ya
Everyday and all day, how we do it word is bond, word is day
Def Squad's in the house for the nine-fo', word is bond, word is day
The sad Hawthorne Ave. got the good smoke, word is bond, word is day
Knotty-head niggaz in the house for nine-fo', word is bond, word is day
Brick City brigade in the house for nine-fo', word is bond, word is day
Redman rocks on and on for the nine-fo', word is bond, word is day
Word is bond word is bond in the house I'm in the house
Word is bond, word is day
You can suck my balls and lick my butt, word bond, word d, ehehehehehe
Word bond, word day
Hehehehehe, word is bond, word is day
Check it out, check it out
We comin to you live with the Cosmic SlopOn the fuckin block and we got the glocks
To your knot, who's the funk nigga and I'm comin to ya hotIt's that, Cosmic Slop, hit you with the irrelevant, ele, yeah