The Federation are no longer sounding very Bay or "hyphy," but they're still sounding pretty Cali and, y'know, awesome. They also still go dumb, as evidenced by lines like "the way you fit them jeans, you make my dick scream" and "you hate the po-lice? I hate the po-lice / we got somethin' in common, now ain't that sweet." Totally uncharacteristic production from Rick Rock, who gives the Fed something bouncy and Neptunes-ish to flow over. And of course, you can never go wrong with a cameo from Snoop, who's sporting a chef's hat and barbecue tongs in the video. Includes dirty, clean, instrumental and acapella versions.

reviewed by Larri Byrd