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)