Street Hop
Redman & Erick Sermon Lyrics


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[Nas sample - repeat 2X]
This ain't rappin, this is street hop
Now get up off yo' (ass) like yo' seats hot

[Erick Sermon]
Yeah, Redman uh, E. Sermon, Tre

[Verse One: Redman]
Yeah, yo
I'm Doc, Brick City, know how I rock
I'm hip-hop, I live up in the rim shop
I blow out my tires then I buy some mo'
My car's Ying Yang'n the way it sit LOWW
A little Anita, a little Vandross
I got two guns to give you secondhand smoke
I'm no joke, this ain't Hanna Barbera
It's the Bricks, Mandela on Anteras
In my rear mirror, a freak approach
Knew she wasn't first class cause her bag was Coach
She was like, "Redman! Buy me boots."
So I, bought her Timbs, and a army suit
Nobody want it with Doc, you smell me Duke?
Front page, smokin L's in The Daily News
why'all cats big time, but the tops are turned
When you in the same realm as, Doc and Serm', yeahhh

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
"This ain't rappin, this is street hop
Now get up off yo' (ass) like yo' seats hot"
(And if the record is hot say one two) one two (one two)

[Verse Two: Erick Sermon]
Yeah, yeah, yo, uhh
E-Dub in the flesh, no replacement
I still bring trunk funk from the basement (who are you?)
Peeeimp MC, my style's mackadocious
Boy, ask her-on who the dopest
E - steppin to me, better-a think twice
I'm nice, the outcome be "The Passion of Christ"
You get ripped, you ain't equipped to rock with the vandal
(Yeah) I change your Timberlands to sandals
Thug MC's, thinkin they hard
When they walk around the block with 6 bodyguards
Yo, I'm a big dawg (grrr) you a pup (arf!)
It's like comparin a car to a truck
What, you spend dough for airplay when you network
That ain't fair, that ain't the way the street work
This is street hop, nuttin about pride
For you, I'ma keep them ambulances outside, you dig?

[Chorus]
[Erick Sermon]
All them rappers that can't rhyme (can't rhyme)
What is you doin is a crime
Sayin that garbage all the time
{*chk-chk-BOOM*} Word up, yeah

[Verse Three: Tre]
That's how I'm livin, still a gangsta, still a pimpin mack
All around hustler, 9 to 5 flippin crack
Tryin to stay up out of prison, steady spittin raps
Not to mention spittin scraps, don't mix your puddy-tat with that
{*meowww*} Dhark Citi, put it on your map
Don't ride through without your pistol, put it on your lap
And I don't look for beef but don't think that I won't attack
Have you in a coffin momma like, "He don't belong in that"
You shoulda thought of that before the fact
Why a (nigga) roll the dice, lose all they money, then they want it back?
But that's a bunch of crap...
.. but f'real jyo, don't gamble witcha life, cause ain't no comin back





[Chorus] - repeat to fade

Overall Meaning

The song "Street Hop" by Redman and Erick Sermon opens with a sample from Nas, where he proclaims that what they are doing is not merely rapping, but rather street hopping. The first verse by Redman showcases his unique style and lyrical abilities, where he talks about his life in Brick City, his love for hip-hop, and his affinity for Anita Baker and Luther Vandross. He also talks about his car and the women that approach him, and how he is not to be messed with in the same realm as Doc and Serm. The chorus repeats Nas' sample, reminding listeners that this is street hop and not just rap.


In the second verse, Erick Sermon introduces himself as E-Dub, and highlights his prowess in bringing the funk from the basement. He calls himself a pimp MC with a mackadocious style, and challenges any MC to step to him. He also talks about the unfairness of the music industry and how street hop is about reality and not pride. The third verse is by Tre, who talks about his life as a gangster and hustler, but also as a rapper. He warns listeners not to mix their personal lives with their criminal lifestyle, and advises them not to gamble with their lives.


Overall, the song "Street Hop" is a message to all listeners that hip-hop is not just music, it's the streets. The artists use their lyrical abilities to paint vivid pictures of their lives, and to remind listeners that street hop is about real-life experiences and not just fictional stories.


Line by Line Meaning

This ain't rappin, this is street hop
The singer is emphasizing that what he does is different from just rapping, he's representing street hop.


Now get up off yo' (ass) like yo' seats hot
The singer is telling the listener to get moving and be active.


I'm Doc, Brick City, know how I rock
The singer is introducing himself as Doc from Brick City who is well known for his style.


I'm hip-hop, I live up in the rim shop
The artist is saying he embodies hip-hop culture and works in a shop that sells rims for cars.


I blow out my tires then I buy some mo'
The artist mentions that he blows out his car's tires often and ends up buying new ones frequently.


My car's Ying Yang'n the way it sit LOWW
The car's seating position is low and maybe leaning or uneven, represented by the phrase 'Yin-Yang.'


A little Anita, a little Vandross
The singer listens to a range of music, from Anita Baker to Luther Vandross.


I got two guns to give you secondhand smoke
The artist uses two guns that would leave the enemy or a nearby person with second-hand smoke, which could cause health issues.


I'm no joke, this ain't Hanna Barbera
The artist is serious and this is not a cartoon or fake, which Hanna Barbera is known for.


It's the Bricks, Mandela on Anteras
Brick City is the artist's hood, and he mentions seeing Mandela standing in Anteras, representing possible hallucinations or visions.


In my rear mirror, a freak approach
The singer sees someone following him from his rearview mirror, and he describes her as a 'freak'.


Knew she wasn't first class cause her bag was Coach
The artist notices that the woman isn't from an upper-class background because she's carrying a bag from the Coach brand.


She was like, "Redman! Buy me boots."
The woman asks the singer to buy her boots.


So I, bought her Timbs, and a army suit
The singer bought her Timberland boots and an army suit as requested.


Nobody want it with Doc, you smell me Duke?
The singer is asking if anyone can handle his rhymes or vibe.


Front page, smokin L's in The Daily News
The artist mentions that his image was in the Daily News smoking and he's front page news.


why'all cats big time, but the tops are turned
The artist acknowledges that others may have higher status than himself, but they have flaws or problems.


When you in the same realm as, Doc and Serm', yeahhh
The singer believes that he and Erick Sermon are on a higher level than others.


"This ain't rappin, this is street hop
The chorus repeats and reinforces the idea that the singer is performing street hop, not just rapping.


E-Dub in the flesh, no replacement
Erick Sermon introduces himself as 'E-Dub' and emphasizes his unique style and presence.


I still bring trunk funk from the basement (who are you?)
The artist still has the ability to bring funk music from his early days, and he asks who the listener is.


Peeeimp MC, my style's mackadocious
The artist calls himself a 'pimp MC,' and he's confident in his style.


Boy, ask her-on who the dopest
The singer asks anyone to testify to who the greatest rapper is.


E - steppin to me, better-a think twice
The artist suggests that anyone who challenges him should think twice before crossing him.


I'm nice, the outcome be "The Passion of Christ"
The singer is confident in his abilities, and he suggests that the outcome to someone challenging him will be negative, indicated through 'The Passion of Christ' reference.


You get ripped, you ain't equipped to rock with the vandal
Someone who is not prepared or skilled will be beaten by the singer, who is like a vandal.


I change your Timberlands to sandals
The singer would change someone's Timberland boots to sandals, signifying that he has the upper hand or control over them.


Thug MC's, thinkin they hard
The artist talks about 'thug MC's' and how they act tough.


When they walk around the block with 6 bodyguards
The artist notes how thug MC's have six bodyguards with them, suggesting they aren't as confident as they let on.


Yo, I'm a big dawg (grrr) you a pup (arf!)
The singer is saying he's a big player, whereas the listener is a small part or not very powerful.


It's like comparin a car to a truck
The singer is comparing himself to the listener and uses the analogy of comparing a small car to a large truck.


What, you spend dough for airplay when you network
The artist takes a jab at others who spend money to get their music played on the radio rather than networking.


That ain't fair, that ain't the way the street work
The artist is saying that this isn't how the street works and that it's unfair to all the other aspiring artists.


This is street hop, nuttin about pride
The artist emphasizes that street hop doesn't showcase pride and instead focuses on delivering a message.


For you, I'ma keep them ambulances outside, you dig?
The singer is warning the listener that they may need an ambulance if they challenge him or get in his way.


That's how I'm livin, still a gangsta, still a pimpin mack
Tre, the third speaker, is introducing himself as still being a gangsta and a 'pimpin mack' or a pimp-like a player.


All around hustler, 9 to 5 flippin crack
Tre is suggesting that he's an all-around hustler who works hard and sells crack on the side.


Tryin to stay up out of prison, steady spittin raps
The singer is saying he's trying to stay out of prison and instead focuses on creating music.


Not to mention spittin scraps, don't mix your puddy-tat with that
The singer mentions he also has to battle other rappers and warns them not to try and compete with him.


Dhark Citi, put it on your map
The artist is from Dhark Citi, and he wants listeners to familiarize themselves with this place.


Don't ride through without your pistol, put it on your lap
The artist is warning people to drive through this area with a pistol or a gun and to keep it in their lap for safety.


And I don't look for beef but don't think that I won't attack
The singer is suggesting that he doesn't go out looking for problems but if problems arise, he won't back down either.


Have you in a coffin momma like, "He don't belong in that"
The singer will fight anyone who challenges him and may end up killing them, and their mom will say they weren't meant to die like that.


You shoulda thought of that before the fact
The artist is suggesting that whoever challenged him should have thought about the consequences beforehand.


Why a (nigga) roll the dice, lose all they money, then they want it back?
The artist is asking why some people gamble all their money and then want it back afterward.


But that's a bunch of crap...
The artist believes that people who gamble like this are liars and not to be trusted.


.. but f'real jyo, don't gamble witcha life, cause ain't no comin back
The singer is warning people not to gamble with their lives because once you're dead, there's no coming back.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., REGENT MUSIC CORPORATION
Written by: NASIR JONES, ERICK S. SERMON, JEREMIAH PATRICK LORDAN, SALAAM REMI GIBBS

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