| Song | So Ruff |
| Artist | Redman |
| Album | Whut? The Album |
| 作词 : Bell, Boyce, Mickens, Redman ... | |
| Ahh redman.. | |
| Do you feel that the blacks in your community | |
| Are still mad at the racial situation? | |
| [red] 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 newark, new jersey alone -- still the saga continues | |
| [redman] | |
| 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 *farting noise* '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 | |
| 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 | |
| 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 (ow!) and then the black glocks went pow! | |
| I got snuffed and i got bust | |
| Now the only thing i'm sniffin is dust, cause it's | |
| ("it's so rough!") 5x | |
| Me and erick sermon takin a trip uptown | |
| In the ? 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 rough!") 3x | |
| [r] cause it's so rough! | |
| 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 prophyl-lastic | |
| Cause it's drastic, havin another ghetto bastard | |
| Think i'm vyin 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 whodunnit? 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 | |
| [beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep] |
| zuò cí : Bell, Boyce, Mickens, Redman ... | |
| Ahh redman.. | |
| Do you feel that the blacks in your community | |
| Are still mad at the racial situation? | |
| red yeah they still mad | |
| And if you don' t take that funny smirk off your face | |
| I' ma kick your... | |
| Over three hundred ghettorelated crimes happened | |
| In newark, new jersey alone still the saga continues | |
| redman | |
| 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 twentyfour hours a day around the ticktock | |
| I got roaches and vats of the rats carryin bats and gats | |
| So i farting noise ' 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 | |
| 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 | |
| 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 ow! and then the black glocks went pow! | |
| I got snuffed and i got bust | |
| Now the only thing i' m sniffin is dust, cause it' s | |
| " it' s so rough!" 5x | |
| Me and erick sermon takin a trip uptown | |
| In the ? 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 rough!" 3x | |
| r cause it' s so rough! | |
| 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 vyin 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 whodunnit? 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 | |
| beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep |