Future Thug
Redman Lyrics


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Ah-yo everybody hands up
Run yo' bling bling, nigga boy stand up
It's E-Dub, whassup?
Yeah I'm bouncin, large amounts of cash we countin

That stand tall like mountains
To bring the drama, it takes a second man (that's it)
One wrong move, "Bring the Pain" like Method Man
It's your boy

Damnit, it's the Bandit, new Hummer in transit
Twenty-seven inches come standard (YO!)
This my people, whether drivin the Benz, the Pinto
Or the Regal, the Range Rover, the Beatle (uh)

I'm in New York now but I represent the SWATS of A-Town
When I touch down amid grounds
Me and L-Dub and Redman, that's it mo'fuckah
You heard what I said man, that's real (what the deal)

It's E-Dub, pronounce it right
Eyes green like Kryptonite, so good night!

[Chorus]
What why'all want? why'all want this?
We give it to ya, we future thugs
We up in yo' crib like, we up in yo' club like
We up in yo' hood like, we future thugs

[Verse Two: 11/29]
Where niggaz be thinkin the, Cadillac's on 23's
Bitch bring with the DVD's, old school bucket seats
South Memphis to College P, Decatur to N.Y.C.
Top droppin' that Benz 'til it, came with the leather seat

Back up off my whip or I jump out and cause a tragedy
St. Louis to Florida, from N.Y. to Tennessee
Them boys ride 20's, them niggaz from the hay
Them boys flickin Bentleys, Benz, Lex and Escalades
Them boys ride clean, twist and turnin in yo' face

With that chameleon paint, fresh as {?}
I pull up in a fo'-fo'-two with E-Dub
With a convertible top on the Chevy, we like what
Def Squad in this piece, you want it we give it to ya

You don't want no trouble with me, I might do ya
And tear the club up with E-Dub and that nigga {*bang*}
Better respect my gangsta I stay with two Rugers

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: Redman]
Yo, I ain't a thug but I do thug things nigga so hold me down
Forty round, caliber spitter, that's how the shorty crown
Run with gordy hounds for 40 miles then ignore me now
Duck +Motowns+ than Barry Gordy found, sorry clown!

Super future thug, 12 shoe shoot you through the rug
James Bond, watch on my arm, tellin me who to truck
My God's my gun, don't need him since cerebreal cock
Beat him size ammo three to five mammal we the Gods

That'll shit on your turf, that'll get in your skirt
I heard Alicia, so my dick give what a woman is worth
I make them niggaz blow... then hide 'em inside 'em
My noggin is strange when them dogs is ridin

'Cause I'm a, cheap fucker, street usher, eat supper with
Pack of wolves that act a fool, blood on they upper lip
Need a nigga, I'm that nigga to call, nigga to draw
Chainsaws to the brawl, cuttin ya ligaments off





[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

The song "Future Thug" by Redman is a collaboration with fellow rappers, E-Dub, and 11/29. The verses capture the essence of being a thug while on the edge waiting for the next move. The lyrics are braggadocious and highlight the swag, lifestyle, and struggle of being a thug representing their cities. The chorus emphasizes the title of the song, Future Thug, as an indication of their present state with bigger plans for the future.


Redman, in the third verse, describes himself as a 'cheap fucker' and a 'street usher' who eats supper with a 'pack of wolves.' He talks about his prowess as a thug, capable of beating his opposition to a pulp with chainsaws, leaving them without any 'ligaments off.' The song is a reflection of the realities of the streets and the dangerous game that rappers in this genre play as they maneuver through fame, fortune, and the powers that be.


In summary, "Future Thug" is an ode to thuggery in hip-hop and a bravado showcase for E-Dub, 11/29, and Redman. The lyrics, filled with gangster leanings, bravado, and street knowledge, portray a glimpse into the reality of life as a thug, rich or not.


Line by Line Meaning

Ah-yo everybody hands up
Put your hands up in the air


Run yo' bling bling, nigga boy stand up
Show off your jewelry and stand up


It's E-Dub, whassup?
Introducing himself as E-Dub


Yeah I'm bouncin, large amounts of cash we countin
Celebrating his wealth


That stand tall like mountains
Referring to his money as something substantial


To bring the drama, it takes a second man (that's it)
Saying that he's always ready for drama


One wrong move, "Bring the Pain" like Method Man
Threatening to cause harm like Method Man's song


It's your boy
Referring to himself as 'your boy'


Damnit, it's the Bandit, new Hummer in transit
Introducing himself as 'the Bandit' with a new Hummer


Twenty-seven inches come standard (YO!)
Boasting the size of his wheels


This my people, whether drivin the Benz, the Pinto
Saying he's equal to all, regardless of car


Or the Regal, the Range Rover, the Beatle (uh)
Listing a variety of cars he and his people drive


I'm in New York now but I represent the SWATS of A-Town
Saying he's from the south and represents it in NY


When I touch down amid grounds
Saying he makes an impact wherever he goes


Me and L-Dub and Redman, that's it mo'fuckah
Mentioning his collaborators


You heard what I said man, that's real (what the deal)
Asserting the truth of what he said


It's E-Dub, pronounce it right
Correcting the pronunciation of his name


Eyes green like Kryptonite, so good night!
Describing his powerful presence and influence


Where niggaz be thinkin the, Cadillac's on 23's
Referring to people who think they know about cars


Bitch bring with the DVD's, old school bucket seats
Asking for old school DVDs and seats


South Memphis to College P, Decatur to N.Y.C.
Listing various locations he's traveled to


Top droppin' that Benz 'til it, came with the leather seat
Describing his car and modifications


Back up off my whip or I jump out and cause a tragedy
Warning people to stay away from his car


St. Louis to Florida, from N.Y. to Tennessee
Listing more locations he's traveled to


Them boys ride 20's, them niggaz from the hay
Referring to people from his hometown with 20 inch rims


Them boys flickin Bentleys, Benz, Lex and Escalades
Listing luxury cars driven by others


Them boys ride clean, twist and turnin in yo' face
Describing people with clean cars who show them off


With that chameleon paint, fresh as {?}
Describing a car with unique paint


I pull up in a fo'-fo'-two with E-Dub
Saying he arrives in a specific car with E-Dub


With a convertible top on the Chevy, we like what
Describing a car they like


Def Squad in this piece, you want it we give it to ya
Referring to his group Def Squad and their willingness to share


You don't want no trouble with me, I might do ya
Warning people not to mess with him


And tear the club up with E-Dub and that nigga {*bang*}
Saying he and E-Dub will cause chaos in the club


Better respect my gangsta I stay with two Rugers
Asking for respect and saying he has two guns


Yo, I ain't a thug but I do thug things nigga so hold me down
Explaining that he's not a thug, but acts like one


Forty round, caliber spitter, that's how the shorty crown
Saying he's a powerful rapper


Run with gordy hounds for 40 miles then ignore me now
Giving an example of strength


Duck +Motowns+ than Barry Gordy found, sorry clown!
Making a pun on Motown and Barry Gordy's name


Super future thug, 12 shoe shoot you through the rug
Describing himself as a powerful 'super future thug'


James Bond, watch on my arm, tellin me who to truck
Making a reference to James Bond and his watch


My God's my gun, don't need him since cerebreal cock
Saying his brain is a powerful weapon


Beat him size ammo three to five mammal we the Gods
Boasting about his power with weapons


That'll shit on your turf, that'll get in your skirt
Threatening to take over someone's territory


I heard Alicia, so my dick give what a woman is worth
Making a crude, inappropriate comment


I make them niggaz blow... then hide 'em inside 'em
Making a boastful, graphic comment


My noggin is strange when them dogs is ridin
Saying his mind works differently when he's in the car


'Cause I'm a, cheap fucker, street usher, eat supper with
Describing some of his traits


Pack of wolves that act a fool, blood on they upper lip
Describing his crew as wild and aggressive


Need a nigga, I'm that nigga to call, nigga to draw
Saying he's reliable and talented


Chainsaws to the brawl, cuttin ya ligaments off
Using violent imagery to make a point


We give it to ya, we future thugs
Saying they're 'giving it' to people and are future thugs


We up in yo' crib like, we up in yo' club like
Saying they're everywhere


We up in yo' hood like, we future thugs
Saying they're in the 'hood' and are future thugs




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: REGGIE NOBLE, DENNIS D. COLES, M. DAVIS, N. PHILLIPS, CHRISTOPHER BRIAN BRIDGES, A JOHNSON, ERICK S SERMON, ELLIOTT WILLENSKY

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Comments from YouTube:

@ghettot419king

This shit goes too hard not to be on the album! 🔥🔥🔥 I wish real hip hop like this would come back!

@coldcorner9902

Red Gone Wild supposed to come out in 2005. he said it on smack dvd in 2005. wonder what that tracklist would have looked like. would love to hear more leftover tracks from this album.

@TheSuperSangan

The leftovers are insane. I remember getting this off limewire back in the day then like 2009 or 2010 he had this song music money cars n hoes sampling calvin harris neon rocks. Its a weird one but good

@DJSteveO627

Redmans verse would later be used on Erick Sermons “chilltown ny” album (same song name, different beat)

@christiancharles2866

Chips sample🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

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