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redman - hold dis blaow! lyrics
red’s gone wild
gilla, gilla, gilla, gilla n-gg-z
gilla, gilla n-gg-z
yo, i’m hot, global warmin? ridin? on 26
i ain’t thug n-gg- i don’t, bullet proof sh-t
gilla n-gg- 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-ck 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 n-ble ’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 n-gg-z ain’t havin? that sh-t)
you could hold this blaow
(real street, real street n-gg-z ain’t havin? that sh-t)
you could hold this blaow
(real street, real street n-gg-z ain’t havin? that sh-t)
you could hold this blaow
(and n-gg-z is, nig? and n-gg-z 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 n-gg- era, f-ck 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 n-gg-, 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 n-gg-z frontline and jay the boss
y’all chicken -ss n-gg-z blood made of broth
but i’m barbershop talk, l.a. and new york
so all you west coast n-gg-z, get that money
? cause these brick city dudes get that money
it’s gonna be one p-ssy that’ll act funny
yo, i’m gonna get this n-gg-, leave the cadillac runnin?
yo, uptown got haze, miami got crippy
i’m f-cked 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 n-ble ’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 n-gg-z ain’t havin? that sh-t)
you could hold this blaow
(real street, real street n-gg-z ain’t havin? that sh-t)
you could hold this blaow
(real street, real street n-gg-z ain’t havin? that sh-t)
you could hold this blaow
(and n-gg-z is, nig? and n-gg-z is gettin? smoked g)
you could hold this blaow
(believe me)
gilla, gilla, gilla, gilla
yeah, gilla n-gg-z
gilla, gilla, gilla, gilla
thorough n-gg-z, monkey n-gg-z
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