Bak In Buildin'
Redman
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I'm spittin' my rhymes, we gonna get you
To bump the music that break your neck to
You want the hard shit nigga let me connect you
It's 1-800 yo, Killa, feel me flow
I open doors for the newcomers
I show you how to rock the mic, pull your pants up and do somethin'
I lay my hats where my boots stompin'
Whether Jersey or Australia where Kangaroo jumpin'
Yeah, I feel that hip hop's gone
My pen catch attitudes, and cry into songs
I laugh cause I'm a vet, and still get the guap
And strong as any nigga, I ain't alone
Yes y'all, it's the Doc, I'm back on my business
Which is for real niggas and my bitches
I got my hands on my steering wheel and stick shift
Drivin' by nigga, pissin' on your picnic
One time for your motherfuckin' mind
One time for your motherfuckin' mind
One time for your motherfuckin' mind
Gilla House is back in the building
One time for your motherfuckin' mind
One time for your motherfuckin' mind
One time for your motherfuckin' mind
Gilla House is back in the building
Yo, I'm back on my grizzly, set the bear trap
We don't work for Nike but sure can air mac
My pen game tight in the hood like hair wraps
You a 40 year old virgin, gettin' hair waxed
Now, Reggie Noble '07 international
My girl got guns in a spaghetti 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
Whenever I do it, I do it loud
Grown man style, since I was a child
Butt naked, I knew I would grow to be the one
Time to metal on record
One time for your motherfuckin' mind
One time for your motherfuckin' mind
One time for your motherfuckin' mind
Gilla House is back in the building
One time for your motherfuckin' mind
One time for your motherfuckin' mind
One time for your motherfuckin' mind
Gilla House is back in the building