Redman

[fox69]

"Fire"
(feat. E3)

"Fire"
(feat. E3)



Yeah
(I can feel your fire)
When you niggas feel cold and your flows ain't got it no more nigga?!
(I can feel your fire)
Yeah nigga. You know what it is nigga, Gilla House nigga
Yo check me out yo yo yo

Red gone wild, more stunts than a fog I
A buncha wild drunk niggas yellin' raw ha!!
While you tryna get your weight up, but we on fire
Gilla House don't die, leave da spot bone dry
I want it all, R and E-D-M-A
N, cock the semi
A little henny in me
It's like ya black hawk down
I blast like a skinny
Roll up ta the jam and party like little Penny
My watch ain't for showin' time, it's for show and tell
And I got it for sellin' dimes on AOL
I'm off the hook, lookin' young, you gray as hell
You off the hook cause punk you ain't pay your bills
Redman, a truth nigga, put my name on it
Gilla House, die harder than John McClane on it
I'm smokin' sour diesel, gettin' head on my couch
From a chick that resemble Rosie Perez in the mouth
Simon Says swallow it ma, (Knock) don't spit it out
Y'all got fat, I got a plan for y'all slimmin' down
I ain't playin' no games nigga, I'ma take it there
Break it there, Visine your block, till I make it clear, nigga?!

(I can feel your fire)
When you niggas gettin' cold and your flows ain't got it no more you like...
(I can feel your fire)
Brick city on my back, Doc Grizzley on the track, have ya hood sayin'
(I can feel your fire)
East coast, west coast, down south, world wide, everybody like...
(I can feel your fire)
Welcome me back like Carter, welcome back the father
keep it gutta, your problems, Bitch!!!

 

[fox69]

"Freestyle Freestyle"

"Freestyle Freestyle"


Redman in the house, ya don't stop
Gilla House in the house, ya don't stop
Def Squad in the house, ya don't stop
Wu Tang in the house, ya don't stop
Hip-Hop in the house, ya don't stop

Redman gotta light that green
People always say, "What the hell does that mean?"

Wussup homeboy I'm a muhfuckin' rider
Custom made Airs and my shoes never tied up
Hardcore shit, do it eazier than wider
While you sittin' home gettin' baby mama drama
Jersey, Uptown - go pick my weed up
Broke? I aint turning your C to a D cup
Bitch I'm a G! I never give my keys up
Not even half if you didn't sign a pre-nupt
Watch how we thump
I'm 'bout my bid-ness
You about to go downtown like the shiznit
Witness! Yeah boy
I get ya dumb like white people lookin' for weird noise
Hood down, got B. Smalls on my white tee
And my chain look like an italian icee
Redman nigga
Grind like brakes
Cause I'm after that cake
Like Steadman nigga!

[Hook]
Freestyle, Freestyle, Freestyle
Freestyle, Freestyle, Freestyle
And everywhere I go I kick a freestyle
And every time I move these women freestyle
Freestyle, Freestyle, Freestyle
Freestyle, Freestyle, Freestyle
Redman gotta light that green
People always say, "What the hell does that mean?"

Okay yo, I got Bricks in the building
Young kids out here, flip ya like Wilson
Pilgrim! There it is
The block is Tina Marie, yeah I'm on my square biz
Turn up the kid like volume ten
And you could brown-nose me 'til the album in
You was hot when your style was in
Now ya lookin' at Gilla, "I wish I was down with them"
No time to turn back, I keep my eyes focused
Slow like I'm on the I-95 smoking
Like Ocean's Twelve
When I'm postin' smell
My zip lock when the red line open
Fat girls like, "Yo that's my hero."
Enough of them to pull a Five-Five-Zero
Incog-negro, after the cream
I'm in your hood like (WatchTime?) magazine
I mean, for bullshit my nose keen
And only takes one hit to get in those jeans
It's not your ass, girl it's your brain
Now when I hit it I keep the chicken lo mein
Back on the train like "Who the hell are you?"
I'm Doc, I bring heat like number 32
Brick city niggas, yeah yeah a rider
La-La-La don't steal my damn lighter
See I'm on point, never catch me slippin'
Storch on the track, watch how Reggie rip it
Sniff it, you'll know it's on again
Walked in this muhfucka like I own da bitch
I'm not in Cancun
I'm out in Grant tomb
On one wheel throwing it up like, "Man move!"
Back on my grizzly, yeah take that
You want the crack
I prepared it ASAP!

[Hook]

Wussup homegirl we a muhfuckin riders
Met her outside of the Copacabana
Far from a sucka, pull out the 'lama
And tell on myself like, "Yo well your honor:"
See, I blast on sight when I move
That battery pack on my back stay full
I aint no joke, I keep y'all steppin'
Doc got next nigga drop y'all weapon
Screen on my mic got hash tar resins
Engineer fucked up, laughing all reckless
I'm like, "Shutup! Gilla house got this."
Arms grew longer for my short pockets
Stop it? I wish I can
I'm trying to be building green like MGM Grand
Get it? Redman, who the fuck are you?
Got weed? Let me bust a U nigga!

[Hook]

Gilla, Gilla, Gilla, Gilla

 

[fox69]

"Fuck Da Security"

"Fuck Da Security"


Yeah, Gilla House
Fu-fu, fu, fuck da security...

[Verse 1]
Money on my mind, doc on the grind
I ain't on Billboard tryin' to climb
Killa on set, don't press rewind
I'm like the thirty-somethin' year-old Lebron
Boy I'm fucked up, way past tipsy
Smoke on my lung, tequila on my kidney
Grown man boi, I land on the water
So move back before you get caught in the rotor
I'm like the G4 to your General Motors
Y'all take orders, red in like Otis
You're all game novice, doc's a pro
I'm a boss like I married Diana Ross!

[Hook]
Roll through da hood like
FUCK DA SECURITY!
Walk in the club like
FUCK DA SECURITY!
Smoke on my blunt like
FUCK DA SECURITY!
If you not da hood type?
YOU NEED SECURITY!

'Cause when I do a show, I rely on my gros, they pick me up off the flo'
(FUCK DA SECURITY!)
'Cause I'm too high and drunk from jumpin' up in da crowds
Security like: "Fuck you, yo!"
(FUCK DA SECURITY!)

[Verse 2]
That's how I roll, fuck da security
They're everywhere look, can't even urinate
I'm the last nigga that get intimidated
Don't get it then, let me reiterate
Boi I'm a hustla, throwin' them knuckles up
Walk in the restaurant, hand on your juggla
Ride in the BM, better buckle up
Dat game rumblin', bricks gon' double up
I tee off hoes, look how my putter up
Old folks say I cut her off, lil' sum sum
Only one champion and you're the runner up
Coo coo for Cocoa Puffs, watch when I perch him up
D O C, guzzlin' Hennessey
Fuck da club nigga, and FUCK SECURITY!!!!

'Cause when I do a show, I rely on my gros, they pick me up off the flo'
(FUCK DA SECURITY!)
'Cause I'm too high and drunk from jumpin' up in da crowds
Security like: "Fuck you, yo!"
(FUCK DA SECURITY!)

[Hook x2]

 

[fox69]

"Full Nelson"
(feat. Ready Roc, Runt Dawg & Saukrates)

"Full Nelson"
(feat. Ready Roc, Runt Dawg & Saukrates)



[Intro: Saukrates]
(Click) All I-yi-yi (ohh, ohh)
I-yi (ohh) I-yiii (click)

[Chorus: Saukrates]
All I-yi-yi, all I-yi-yi
(I got that thang) Right by my side
(And when it go BANG) How I survive
Whoaaaa yeah - how I survive
Whoaaaa yeah - it's right by my side
Whoaaaa yeah (yes sir) ohhhhh yeah

[Red] Let's go!

[Runt Dawg]
The moon full, the goon's ready to set it
Hoodrats drinkin 'til 11 while they pregnant!
My hood look like the video for "Thriller"
The fiends feedin they kids cereal for dinner
You ask "Who dat?" And they scream GILLA!
Tour bus roll up like an 18-wheeler
And who am I? Good question
This the blackout, make you niggaz tap out, full nelson!

[Chorus w/ ad libs]

[Redman]
Yo! I take over, yo, the game over
Hop off the sofa to hit it like Sosa
Big (Whale), tip the scale, call me Jonah
Closet got kicks like Pete Rock folder
Hold up, girl, how do that feel?
I'm nice with the mic like I'm from Catskills
A veteran, take a step back, get real
That's like Shaquille, lookin for a rap deal!
Pop a Advil boy, this a headbanger
BIG TRUCK gotta park in airplane hangars
Yeah they wanna hate ya, when you're gettin paper
I know, that's why I (Set it Off) like Jada
Generator, I'll shut your lights off
And sucker for love? Doc ain't the type y'all
HUH, it might turn to a fight club
And believe me, I'll survive like a lifer!

[Chorus w/ ad libs]

[Ready Roc]
Okay, yo (Gotti Click nigga)
Huh, like 2Pac (All Eyez on Me)
That's the reason my career on the rise slowly
I'm headed to the top, that's what God told me
So anybody think they better than this guy show me
So I can chew him up and spit him out
What else you figure from a nigga that's from Gilla House?
I come through coupe with the ceilin out
I'm on the road to success, steady peelin ouuuut
And nobody in my lane
Just a year ago man nobody knew my name
Now they get the picture like I put it in the frame
Cause my flow's so dope you can put it in your veins
Put this in your brain, I'll leave this bitch cookin
Blind to the fact but I still see you lookin
I do it (Big) like March 9th in Brooklyn
Beast on the beat, call me Wolfman!
And that's why

[Chorus w/ ad libs]

 

[fox69]

"Funkorama"

"Funkorama"


We, hah!
This is Funk Doctor Spock!
As we look, at our clocks
We gonna take you, on a ship to another journey
to the Darkside
Hah, we've conquered, new evidence, that there is life

My funk prognosis make my brains come uncoast
One hundred percent funk runs blood straight through your nose
I don't have to be Madonna, to make your eyes freeze
Visine's for eyes when you smoke the thai weed
For this, you need a journalist scientist
Keep your eye in this, funk cosmical, far from logical
I blow the spot up in any hood or boondox
Make the bully of the block move and get new locks
Now who kicks that phenomical astronomical? Uhh
That's my nine in you, feelin nauseous that's my rhyme in you
I swing funk like numchuks my game's death
That's cool when I blind fools like Kareem Abdul
Hot like lava's fire, sometimes I get more higher than Cheech
My funk speech make words wear sun visors
I'm gettin down with the funk in your trunk
Def Squad's in the house, with the ... for all you punks

[Q-Tip]
"Coming down the block man loud as fuck
You would swear Redman was inside the trunk"
[x4]

Ahhh, I'm just as high as three peeled up motherfuckers
Def Squad's in the house, with the ... for you suckers
Punks, y'all chumps, I blew the frame once twice
I'm dumb nice, I bring my worst lyrics to a gunfight
The top notch, nah fuck that, that notch's topped
I'm off the meter, I make computer's catch amenesia
I'm swifter than roller blades on Icecapades
I'm Fearless like Four plus I'm cool like braids
My grammar, slam from here to York, Alabama
I never pull my pants up, I'm nutty like Planters
My style gets Death like Row or Def like Jeff
Def like Jam or Squad, or death like Meth
One two! Big up to my niggaz on one deuce
That cocks snaps and busts back at the boys in...
rrrrrah! With weed for you!
Who says I can't burn shit up just like Lisa Lopez?
I'm cause the ruckus, my area is fucked up
You better off calling them Power Ranger motherfuckers
Cause Redman will bomb just like Sadaam
When I'm loose I'm worldwide like triple fat goose
Heavily armed

[Q-Tip]
"Coming down the block man, loud as fuck
You would swear Redman was inside the trunk"
[x4]

 

[fox69]

"Get 'Em"
(feat. Icadon, Saukrates)

"Get 'Em"
(feat. Icadon, Saukrates)



[Intro: Redman]
Gilla House niggas
Check it out
('Cause I like it!)

[Verse 1: Redman]
Yo! I'm Ghetto Fab, hungry
Beastie Boy with (Brass Monkey)
Humphey Bogartin' the whole country
Chunky women love Doc
(Projects) pump me like Pat
My pimp game is like rugby
Doctor, you know
New flow, new dough
Drunker than Woodrow, good time with a hood ho
Mutombo, stack that bread tall
Two chromey things like the back of my rear exhaust
Redman, dog - something wrong, strong arm
If I don't get (Chips) like Ponch and John
You get slapped like Dee Barnes
(Doctor), not Dre
And eating - but, I'm after the entree!
My watch got TV's in, CD in play
Wanna find D-O, I'm knee-deep in MJ
(Boy), I'm (Bad)
And You've Got Mail
And I need brain - she said (Yes) like he 112

[Chorus: Redman (Saukrates)]
PICK UP - boogee women!
PICK UP - freaky women!
PICK UP - ghetto women!
PICK UP - classy women!
PICK UP - boogee women!
PICK UP - freaky women!
PICK UP - ghetto women!
PICK UP - classy women!
Gilla House in this bitch and we - GET 'EM!
Y'all know y'all can't fuck with us! GET 'EM!
When I see a big ass I go and - GET 'EM!
(Fuck the club, man!)
(I'mma fuck where I - GET 'EM!)

[Verse 2: Saukrates (Redman)]
Saukrates, all action, less talk
I'm paid to make the muscle under your chest talk
GILLA! Attack like that pump he lets off
20 motherfuckers hittin' from the chest up!
Saukrates, worldwide name
God put me D, now worldwide game (GILLA!)
Niggas keep a burner by the flame
'Cause when shit get hot, we already came!
Saukrates, double vision, double incision
Double the pimpin' - takeover!
One of a kind, a stark reminder to any mark
Who wanna' stop the run of my cake over!
She ain't missin', she just kissin'
On my johnson, shit was out of the frame
Like (D) video, How Does It Feel?
That Gilla House chill
It's Saukrates season, better shoot to kill!

[Chorus: Redman (Saukrates)]
PICK UP - boogee women!
PICK UP - freaky women!
PICK UP - ghetto women!
PICK UP - classy women!
PICK UP - boogee women!
PICK UP - freaky women!
PICK UP - ghetto women!
PICK UP - classy women!
Gilla House in this bitch and we - GET 'EM!
Y'all know y'all can't fuck with us! GET 'EM!
When I see a big ass I go and - GET 'EM!
(Fuck the club, man!)
(I'mma fuck where I - GET 'EM!)

[Verse 3: Icadon (Redman)]
(Y'all knowwwww!)
If Ick tell you to give your cash up, move faster!
Or this ratchet gonna' blast ya!
(My flowwwwwww!)
Is like a natural disaster
Bricks the Brook-lon, the crack move faster!
(I blowwwwwwwwww!)
Backwoods on the master
Dro' grown in the cold waters of Alaska
(Where I goooooooooo!)
I don't ever fold a map up
Wack, fuck (Navigation) in the black truck!
Icadon, I own the dick your chick's on
Gilla House! I'm clique strong, the fifth long
My name reign, from Bricks to Brick-ston
But I'm from Brook-lon, don't get flipped on!
I'm nice with my metal wear, ice in the ghetto
If I die - nigga, your wife is a widow!
I'll nice with the fiddle
I'll make the belly button a bulls-eye, nigga!
I'll put my knife in the middle!

[Chorus: Redman (Saukrates)]
PICK UP - boogee women!
PICK UP - freaky women!
PICK UP - ghetto women!
PICK UP - classy women!
PICK UP - boogee women!
PICK UP - freaky women!
PICK UP - ghetto women!
PICK UP - classy women!
Gilla House in this bitch and we - GET 'EM!
Y'all know y'all can't fuck with us! GET 'EM!
When I see a big ass I go and - GET 'EM!
(Fuck the club, man!)
(I'mma fuck where I - GET 'EM!)

[Nasty Nadj]
This is Nasty Nadj on WKYA Radio

 

[fox69]

"Get It Live"

"Get It Live"


Yo, if this pussy nigga can't get it live
Get him the FUCK out and let Doc take the job
I guarantee hardcore funk for three months
Warranty within that three months is like pre-nups:
I take half, of everybody's sales, I don't give a fuck
You're rap, R&B or, folk or country
You could do a duet LP with Billy Dee
I'm the Doc pure water lettin Bay-watch the slaughter
I jump off stage and kick him in the fade
I'm lifted like my back carry helicopter blades
Fuck a police raid, this a bumrush
You'll agree like Siskel and Ebert with your thumbs up
Like Doc is that nigga that'll freak the funk
Yeah, Doc is that nigga that'll blaze the skunk
Feel my vibe, give me five on the backhand side
Well alright then, well alright then

Hah yo, I see y'all niggaz tryin to win, dyin to sin
Liquidate my formats then apply it to skin
I put work in, my label should be buyin a Benz
cause with the chrome I'm swift like the hand on Sharon Stone
C'mon, it's about the scrilla
Metronomes put holes in bitches silicones then they peel em
I hang with ghetto hoes that, thumbtack they ceiling
Cause when it's time to throw joints, they the ones illin
I'm way above 90 plus tax, kleptomaniac
Take the change out your blue mousetrap
Lo-Jacks is no match to locate, what I demonstrate
You need two Dr. Dre's to Phone Tap, me
Capi-tal D.O., yo
I keep a dirty piss when I see P.O., yo
My phone number's 9-9-FUCK-YOU
My crew swing like Bruce Lee num-chuks do, up to
no good, to make myself clear
Any girl ask for drinks is the biggest chicken in here
Like Run say, "This is the wayyyyyyyy!"
Def Squad lock it like that channel on Superbowl Sunday
Y'all niggaz ain't ready, for Reggie
I B. Steady, to rob that bank in Philly
Break Cool C out then ask her [?] what the deally?
Pass them the AK so we can get busy!
I'm at 112 with Jacque with my neck up
This chicken scopin, "Who the fuck parkin that Lincoln?"
It's D-O-C, Def Squad crew
I'm ready to fuck baby, how about you?
Doc is that nigga that'll freak the funk
Yeah, Doc is that nigga that'll blaze the skunk
Feel my vibe, give me five on the backhand side
Well alright then, well alright then

Yo yo, yo, yo, yo, y-yo, you ain't fresh
Still crack a cold Beck's and keep the hoes in check
Spit a rhyme to make your neck disconnect your chest
This Gilette style be Acura and XX, well it's
Doc, blow your wife MX
At the hotel Niko, spankin that Coleco
I get you hot if you're, lookin through the peephole
Niggaz start duckin out, like I work for repo'
Fo'-fo' italian chrome, bitches yellin, "Champagne!"
I stick the whole Mo' bottle up inside a hoe
Just cause I can flow, I'm not a sucker
I just love to fuck ya fuck ya fuck ya fuck ya
Doc is that nigga that'll freak the funk
Yeah, Doc is that nigga that'll blaze the skunk
Give me five, feel my vibe on the backhand side
Well alright then, well alright then

Yo yo, I said Doc is that nigga that'll freak the funk
Yeah I blow my fuckin weed if you're out of skunk
Feel my vibe, give me five on the backhand side
Well alright then, well alright then
Well alright then, well alright then
Yeah

 

[fox69]

"Gettin' Inside"

"Gettin' Inside"


[Hook:]
Fuck outside, I'm gettin' outside
Fuck outside, I'm gettin' outside
Roll through my hood in my fucked up ride
My family be stoned like sly

[Verse 1:]
Boy I don't jive, my trib gon' kick it
Syrup in the cup, no I ain't gon' sip it
Money over hoes but hoes want money
Better ask Bow-Wow for the lottery ticket
Drop my top when the sky get yellow
So like Pacquiao, I'm waiting for Mayweather
All my dogs tougher than leather
I fell like I hit my lil kid's inhaler
Franklin, Benjamins, cakes, Entamenns
Thirsty like Howell trappin' with Gilligan
Never could mimick him, I'm grade A
I'm battin' with bonds in my DNA, nigga

[Hook:]
Fuck outside, I'm gettin' inside
Fuck outside, I'm gettin' inside
Roll through my hood in my fucked up ride
My family be stoned like sly
I'm so high, the chicks gon' love it
We so fly, the chicks gon' love it
Pull up to the club, I bring no luggage
Cause when I leave here, I plan on fuckin'

[Verse 2:]
Boy, I'm a winner, boy I'm a sinner
Got an intena on the TV dinner
Strip club, I got my money on Linda
One dollar bill pill like Gold member
I'll make it rain, it's a hurricane already
True to the game like Terry
Third degree burns, the house on fire
Hustlin, compare me to Jerry MaGuire
Roll that shit, light that shit
Then mac on the seem Skyped that shit
As soon as she smoke, I'ma pipe that bitch
Then put it in her bun like you like that shit
Women give me love and rappers get X
Hood status, I got stripes like the ref
Write the check and connect like nine X
When you do, add three more digits to the left
I'm like Jeter how I rock that speaker
Internet junkies are Wifi-ing ether
Look at me bro, I'm a leader
But I feel like the fat boys tryna get in the beaver
Bitches on E and my homies on percs
Horses on the car and a horse on the shirt
For now on I'ma be dirty like Mcgirt
So I bumrush the courts cause [?]

[Hook:]
Fuck outside, I'm gettin' inside
Fuck outside, I'm gettin' inside
Roll through my hood in my fucked up ride
My family be stoned like sly
I'm so high, the chicks gon' love it
We so fly, the chicks gon' love it
Pull up to the club, I bring no luggage
Cause when I leave here, I plan on fuckin'

Now I'm inside and I'm feelin' alright
And I'ma show people how to party all night
Smoke some of that, take one of those
Drink til the bartender yellin' "I'm closed"
Now I'm inside and I'm feelin' alright
And I'ma show people how to party all night
Smoke some of that, take one of those
Drink til the bartender yellin' "I'm closed"

 

[fox69]

"Gilla House Check"

"Gilla House Check"


[Intro (Redman)]
Get a fuckin bleedin house mate! (Yeah!)
(Gilla House!)
UK, Big Ben and all that fuckin bullshit
(Gilla House, ya heard?)
You fuckin Muppets, you fuckin cunts!
(Gilla.. Gilla.. Gilla.. let's go!)

[Redman]
Yo, yo
Muscle my way in, '07's mine
Tattooed Gilla, feelin in my prime
Pull up a Coupe a color niggaz can't find
Plasma TV on the mirror outside
I overdo it strong, got chicks that buck ya down
from Vietnam that look like Nia Long
I'm hot, my collar stand up like The Fonz
To hold my guns you need wet and karma bombs
You got chubby? I got chubby too
Me starve in the park, nigga you on ComicView
You funny, I flood the area tsunami
Wash out the weak niggaz, then I tag 'em (Dry Me)
I'm married to the game, the bride's my music
When Brick's in the house, there's a problem Houston!
I guzzle Crunk Juice to the neck
So when I walk in the party ain't nobody gon' do shurrr
Redman in-shurrr, it's the principality
Oven like wurrrm for the lyrics I burrrn
Nigga wait your turrrn, we can battle in a second
So I can bankrupt ya like, Chapter 11
I'm the shit like Janet Jackson undressin
Believe it, when I quarterback you receive it
Same crib on MTV Cribs mine
I ain't lyin cause my eyes redder than iodine
I'm back muh'fucker, so up your chain
I'ma leave the same way I came, that's thorough
I run up in your hood like 80 deep
Have it sound like (Drumlines) at A&T, muh'fucker

[Chorus: Redman]
Gilla House - check, Def Squad - check
White tee - check, Goretex - check
When we said we number one - we lied
We number one two three four AND five
Gilla House - check, Brick City - check
89 - check, cash yo - check
"They don't give a fuck about what y'all niggaz doin"
[scratch:] Holla at your b-boy-boy!

[Redman]
If you find a bag of weed on the floor, pick it up
And if you find it I got 10 on the dub
I'm hard to find like pickin weed out a rug
I'm worldwide fool, I don't care about a buzz
Dawn of the Red, goin for the bread
I got pitbulls hooked on to a sled
My block'll riot like they shot Cornbread
The Pres'll find a missile with a foreign head
KABOOM! Guess who stepped in the room?
Streetsweeper out, ready to vacumn
Then all of a sudden, you get it in the end
Like Kane from Marlena cousin, I'm a menace
I was broke as hell, first time I made it
Now e'rything I own is voice activated
Boy I'm lyin, I'm just tryin to make cheddar
Cause my doorbell is rubbin two wires together

[Chorus: Redman]
Gilla House - check, Wu-Tang - check
White tee - check, Nike Air - check
When we said we number one - we lied
We number one two three four AND five
Gilla House - check, Uptown - check
Purple haze - check, cash yo - check
"They don't give a fuck about what y'all niggaz doin"
[scratch:] Holla at your b-boy-boy!

 

[fox69]

"Gimmie One"

"Gimmie One"


[Redman]
Gillahouse, take it from the top like this nigga

[Verse]
Yo, Redman 'Back in Business' like EPM -
D whips I drive, I gotta TV'em
I tour New York down, so B.B. King'em
Found my way back home like E.T. finger
I rock the arena, you know the drill
Get high, get drunk, grab a hoe and chill
Eat a meal, then back to the hood for more action
Promotin' Red Gone Wild with no backin
Doc get five on the mic like Joe Jackson
Foreign bitches feelin me for my accent
Talk like a boss, I can't complain
When I do it, it's big like Fulton in St. James
I got Brick City, even D.C. bitches
They all steal for me outta P.C. Riches
I move like a pimp, but I'm far from one
Like Lil Weez, I got army guns
gimmie one, nigga

[Hook]
1, and here comes the 2 to the 3 and 4
And here comes the 3 to the 2 and 1 (Gimmie one, nigga)
And here comes the 2 to the 3 and 4
And here comes the 3 to the 2 and 1 (Gimmie one, nigga)
And here comes the 2 to the 3 and 4
And here comes the 3 to the 2 and 1 (Gimmie one, nigga)
And here comes the 2 to the 3 and 4

[Verse 2]
Yo, If you don't like me, fuck you, I flex one muscle
Doc got more effects than kung fu hustle
I'm uptown, buyin the perk
Lookin cut clean, jeans, ?? designer shirt
Redman fell off, what the talks about?
I wasn't lettin y'all swim when the shark was out
Rollin red carpet out, it's Jersey
Me and them together is like Lil' Seymour and Big Percy
I knew women from high school that picked on me
Now I see them, they all wanna lick on me
I hood down homie, rock like Bon Jovi
I can work the nightshift like he Brian Mobley
Brick City, boy, my flow is on fire
Disagree, I go in your mouth like botox
Pick up Pete Rock, nigga, we all cool
Hit the highway and ask, "Is the CL smooth?" nigga

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Your style might be parkay, but mine butter
That bitch can't break no bread, then why fuck her
I'm kinda cocky, homeboy, did I stutter?
I pop the umbilical cord on my mother
I jumped out the womb, I became a whale
That's hard to harpoon, I need more room
The hood love me, so I keep it real gully
I got handsome, but my flow is still ugly
Turn the treble out the track and I'll jet
I lines in my rhyme are longer than Ikea
I stay on my grind, but when I come up with an Idea
The year, is party over here
It's 5 years I disappeared, but I'm back
And tell Nino Brown and them that I'm crack
Grab my bozack, middle finger is up
I got your grandma givin it up
Gimmie one, nigga!

[Hook]