[Intro]
Gilla House.
Take it from the top like this, nigga!
[Verse 1]
Yo, Redman back in bidness like EP 'em.
The whips I drive, I gotta TV 'em.
I tore New York down, so BP King 'em.
Found my way back home like ET finga.
I rock the arena, you know the drill.
Get high, get drunk, grab a hoe and chill.
Eat a mill, than back to the hood for more action.
Promotin Red Gone Wild with no backin.
Doc get five on the mic like Joe Jackson.
Foreign bitches feelin me for my accent.
Talk like a boss, I can't complain,
when I do it, it's big like faultin the same chains.
I got Brick City, even D.C. bitches,
they all steal for me out of PC riches.
I move like a pimp, but I'm far from one.
Like Lil Weez, I got army guns,
gimmie one nigga!
[Chorus]
One, and here comes the two to the three and four.
And here comes the three to the two and one.
(Repeat 3x)
And here comes the two to the three and four.
Taken from AlbumSongAndLyrics.com[Verse 2]
If you don't like me, fuck you.
I flex one muscle.
Doc got more effects than Kung-Fu Hustle.
I'm Uptown buyin the purp, lookin cut-clean.
Jeans, musqeen, designer shirt.
Redman fell off, what the talk's about?
I wasn't lettin y'all swim when the shark was out.
Roll the red carpet out, it's Jersey,
me and 'em together's like Lil Seymour and Big Percey.
I knew women from high school, that picked on me,
now I see 'em, they all wanna lick on me.
I'm hood down, homie,
rock like Bon Jovi.
I could work the night-shift like ???
Brick City ? my flow is on fire,
disagree, I go in your mouth like Botox.
Picked up Pete Rock, nigga we all cool,
hit the highway and Axis to CL Smooth.