Red's Gone Wild

Gilla, Gilla, Gilla, Gilla niggaz

Gilla, Gilla niggaz Yo, I'm hot, global warmin ridin on 26

I ain't thug nigga I don't, bullet proof ***

Gilla nigga and we abide by the blueprint

We ain't all loud, holla and whoopin Blah, blah, blah, a whole lotta 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 *** 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 [Incomprehensible] 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, four, three, eleven, get it or forget it You could hold this blaow

(Real street, real street niggaz ain't havin that ***)

You could hold this blaow

(Real street, real street niggaz ain't havin that ***) You could hold this blaow

(Real street, real street niggaz ain't havin that ***)

You could hold this blaow

(And niggaz is, nig and niggaz is gettin smoked G)

You could hold this blaow

(Believe me) Gilla House Foundation

Gilla House Foundation

Gilla House Foundation

Gilla House Foundation Yo, Gilla nigga era, *** 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 lotta bud

End up in Jersey now, a whole lotta blood

So when you get here, show a whole lotta 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 nigga, boy that's great news

Now I'm back in the hood like Grey Goose Who's gona stop me? I'm razor sharp

With Gilla niggaz frontline and Jay the boss

Y'all chicken ass niggaz blood made of broth

But I'm barbershop talk, L.A. and New York So all you West Coast niggaz, get that money

Cause these Brick City dudes get that money

It's gonna be one pussy that'll act funny

Yo, I'm gonna get this nigga, leave the Cadillac runnin Yo, Uptown got haze, Miami got crippy

I'm ***ed up, I slipped my own self a Mickie

Doin dirty, I'm 'XXX' 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, four, three, eleven, get it or forget it You could hold this blaow

(Real street, real street niggaz ain't havin that ***)

You could hold this blaow

(Real street, real street niggaz ain't havin that ***) You could hold this blaow

(Real street, real street niggaz ain't havin that ***)

You could hold this blaow

(And niggaz is, nig and niggaz is gettin smoked G)

You could hold this blaow

(Believe me) Gilla, Gilla, Gilla, Gilla

Yeah, Gilla niggaz

Gilla, Gilla, Gilla, Gilla

Thorough niggaz, monkey niggaz