Yea....You know what it is!
Ow! k**ahouse! Uh!
Yo, the whole city's on my motherf**in' back, ya'll
I'ma snap, ya'll
When I rack, ya'll
The whole city's on my motherf**in' back, ya'll
From the Southside got to get to the North, ya'll
[Chorus]x4
Jump out with my shotgun, make you dead n***as drop (drop)
n***as rock (rock), show yo true crime
(sirens)
Yo, I pull up on the block
Cool it out, move it out
Chop it up, chew it out
Leftovers, threw it out
My CD in the streets, smell like a sewer out
Bricks put my music out
Shotgun, do it now!
[Chorus]x4
Jump out with my shotgun, make you dead n***as drop (drop)
n***as rock (rock), show yo true crime
(sirens)
The new Redman CD is out
And not only b**hes goin' wild; n***as goin' wild too!
...b**hes...n***as...
...b**hes...n***as...
...b**hes...n***as...
...b**hes...n***as...
...b**hes...n***as...
Yea....WKYA, Gillahouse Radio
We be kickin' yo' motherf**in' a**
It's about 45 outside, but it's hot as a motherf**er in my car
'Cause I'm smokin' weed
Brick City is up in this b**h, and we smokin' weed
True Crime is definitely smokin' weed up in this motherf**er
And I'm out (And I'm out)