[Intro: Redman & DJ Scoob Doo]

Let's take Down South for a ride right quick, nigga

Let's go down, nine five real quick

Let's take 'em all the way to ATL, North Carolina

Ayy, yeah, whoa (South Carolina, Texas, Tennesse)

Yeah, whoa (Gilla House niggas) (Mississippi)

Yeah, whoa (Turn the beat up a little bit, air this motherfucker out)

Yeah (All the way to Miami, nigga)

Let's go

[Verse: Redman & DJ Scoob Doo]

Yo, yo, I can ride in a [?], still mack a bitch, yo

Uncle of the hood, everybody play my kin folk

Fifty grand, insult, homie, my ends low

Box you in like [?], Gilla House (ten, four)

Sixteen so fire, my breath blow brimstone

Got a gang of birds, but they ran by Jim Jones

They hood bitches, that love way a brother flow

When my mama water broke, she needed a water boat (Let's go)

'Cause I'm a killer whale, sour from Isabelle

My ma just hit it once, she almost shit herself

'Cause I'm the bomb, baby, chronic dot com

Have more brass than ya lawn, way before I got signed, baby

'Cause I'm a true smoker, fuck you, school's over

Veterans respect me, youngins, move over

'Cause it's the D.O., keep my—

[Outro: Redman & DJ Scoob Doo]

Yo, turn that shit off (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up)

Gooooooddamn (We gotta go down some more)

Let's take it to New Orleans

Can I get something else, man?

Gooooddamn (Let's take it to the father of four)

Th—