Redman - Bak Inda Buildin lyrics

Yo Redman is the COOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLEST sh** I done f**in heard! (Yeah, hahaha... this is Dr. Trevis, comin to y'all motherf**ers live) [Redman:] Yo, I'm spittin my rhymes, we gonna get you To bump the music to break your neck to (Yo yo yo yo, ay ay ay) Yeah (Y'all muh'f**ers ain't ready) Yo, when I spit my rhymes, we gonna get you To bump the music to break your neck to You want the hard sh**, n***a let me connect you It's 1-800-YO-GILLA; feel me flow I open doors for the newcomers I show you how to rock the mic, pull yo' pants up and do somethin I lay my hats where my boots stompin Whether Jersey or Australia with kangaroo jumpin Yeah, I feel that hip-hop's gone My pen catch attitudes, it cry in a song I laugh cause I'm a vet, and still get the guap as strong As any n***a, I ain't alarmed Yes y'all, it's the Doc, I'm back on my business With jizz for, real n***az and my b**hes I got my hands on my steerin wheel and stick shift Drivin by n***a, pissin on yo' picnic [Chorus x2: Redman] One time for your motherf**in mind {"Comin straight from the.."} One time for your motherf**in mind {"Comin straight from the.."} One time for your motherf**in mind Gilla House, is back in the buildin [Redman:] Yo, yo I'm back on my grizzly, set the bear trap We don't work for Nike but sure can +Air+ a mac My pen game tight in the hood like hair wraps You a +40 Year Old Virgin+, gettin hair waxed Now, Reggie Noble '07 internation-al My girl got guns in her speghetti-strap gown If you love hip-hop, where my people at now? Relax now, got it mapped down, Gilla House I jump in the crowd (ohhhhhhhhhh!) Whenever I do it I do it loud, grown man style Since I was a child bu*t-naked I knew I would grow to be the one [?] on record [Chorus: w/ ad libs] Ride n***a!