Redman Hold Dis Blaow! (Prod By Rockwilder) Lyrics

Red's Gone Wild {*gun c___s*}

[ad libs for next 14 seconds]

[Redman]
Yo, I'm hot, global warming ridin on two-six
I ain't thug n____ I don't, bullet-proof s___
Gilla n____, and we abide by the blueprint
We ain't all loud, holla and whoopin
Blah blah blah, a whole lot of nuttin
You know the loud ones, they do a whole lot of duckin
I stay on the grind, my hustle real heavy
And even for that cake I'll f___ Lil' Debbie
Soldier boy, murder land's like Baltimore
Roll on stage, more deeper than a Commodore
Get shut down! Yeah, knock your mans off
Wouldn't trade places if you {?} or Randolph
Shorty shorty, give me that body
Start a riot 'til security on the walkie
Reggie Noble '07, keep all sort of hoes yellin
Nine-fo'-three-eleven, get it or fo'get it!

[Chorus]
You could hold dis BLAOW! Real street (real street)
Real street n____z ain't havin that s___
You could hold dis BLAOW! Real street (real street)
Real street n____z ain't havin that s___
You could hold dis BLAOW! Real street (real street)
Real street n____z ain't havin that s___
You could hold dis BLAOW! And n____z is, nig'
And n____z is gettin smoked G, believe me
You could hold dis BLAOW!

[Redman]
Gilla House foundation (yeah)
Gilla House foundation (aww yeah)
Gilla House foundation (thorough n____z - no, NO!)
Gilla House foundation (monkey n____z)

Yo, Gilla n____, era, f___ you, pay me
Boogie Down like Bronx, high at the skate key
It's like Janet, "What Have You Done for Me, Lately?"
Nuttin, I blew up, you try to inflate me
Dawg, in my dutch, a whole lot of bud
End up in Jersey now, a whole lot of blood
So when you get here show a whole lot of love
Or leave shot up, robbed and thrown out a shrub
I don't condone, I got kids to relate to
"Redman Gone Wild" - hear the new debut
Fox fired a n____, boy that's great news
Now I'm back in the, hood like Grey Goose
Who gon' stop me? I'm razor sharp
With Gilla n____z frontline, and Jay the boss
Y'all chicken a__ n____z blood made of broth
But I'm barbershop talk, L.A. and New York
So all you West Coast n____z, get that money
Cause these Brick City dudes get that money
It's gonna be, one p____ that'll act funny
("Yo I'm gon' get this n____, leave the Cadillac runnin")
Yo, Uptown got haze, Miami got crippy{?}
I'm f___ed up, I slipped my own self a mickie
Doin dirty, I'm triple-X/"x__" like Vin Dies'
Who you know can, pump weed out of Wendy's
Shorty shorty, give me that body
Start a riot 'til security on the walkie
Reggie Noble '07, keep all sort of hoes yellin
Nine-fo'-three-eleven, get it or fo'get it!

[Chorus] w/ ad libs

[Outro]
Gilla Gilla Gilla Gilla
Yeah, Gilla n____z
(Gilla Gilla Gilla Gilla)
Thorough n____z
Monkey n____z {*BLAM*}