Redman - Gilla House Check - Sözleri

[Intro] + (Redman)


Get a fuckin bleedin house mate! (Yeah!)


(Gilla House!)


Okay? 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, old fathers 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 brass 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 is 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!*}


 











		
			



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