Red`s Gone Wild
Gilla, Gilla, Gilla, Gilla ni**az
Gilla, Gilla ni**az

Yo, I`m hot, global warmin’ ridin’ on 26
I ain`t thug ni**a I don`t, bullet proof s**t
Gilla ni**a 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 f**k 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 ni**az ain`t havin’ that s**t)
You could hold this blaow
(Real street, real street ni**az ain`t havin’ that s**t)

You could hold this blaow
(Real street, real street ni**az ain`t havin’ that s**t)
You could hold this blaow
(And ni**az is, nig’ and ni**az 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 ni**a era, f**k 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 ni**a, 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 ni**az frontline and Jay the boss
Y`all chicken ass ni**az blood made of broth
But I`m barbershop talk, L.A. and New York

So all you West Coast ni**az, 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 ni**a, leave the Cadillac runnin’

Yo, Uptown got haze, Miami got crippy
I`m f**ked 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 ni**az ain`t havin’ that s**t)
You could hold this blaow
(Real street, real street ni**az ain`t havin’ that s**t)

You could hold this blaow
(Real street, real street ni**az ain`t havin’ that s**t)
You could hold this blaow
(And ni**az is, nig’ and ni**az is gettin’ smoked G)
You could hold this blaow
(Believe me)

Gilla, Gilla, Gilla, Gilla
Yeah, Gilla ni**az
Gilla, Gilla, Gilla, Gilla
Thorough ni**az, monkey ni**az