Hold Dis Blaow! Lyrics - Red Gone Wild: Thee Album - Redman

Red's Gone Wild 

Gilla, Gilla, Gilla, Gilla niggaz 

Gilla, Gilla niggaz 

Yo, I'm hot, global warmin? ridin? on 26 

I ain't thug nigga I don't, bullet proof shit 

Gilla nigga and we abide by the blueprint 

We ain't all loud, holla and whoopin? 

Blah, blah, blah, a whole lotta nuttin? 

You know the loud ones, they do a whole lot of duckin? 

I stay on the grind, my hustle real heavy 

And even for that cake, I'll fuck Lil' Debbie 

Soldier boy, murder land's like Baltimore 

Roll on stage, more deeper than a Commodore 

Get shut down, yeah, knock your mans off 

Wouldn't trade places if you [Incomprehensible] or Randolph 

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Shorty, shorty, give me that body 

Start a riot 'til security on the walkie 

Reggie Noble '07, keep all sort of hoes yellin? 

Nine, four, three, eleven, get it or forget it 

You could hold this blaow 

(Real street, real street niggaz ain't havin? that shit) 

You could hold this blaow 

(Real street, real street niggaz ain't havin? that shit) 

You could hold this blaow 

(Real street, real street niggaz ain't havin? that shit) 

You could hold this blaow 

(And niggaz is, nig? and niggaz is gettin? smoked G) 

You could hold this blaow 

(Believe me) 

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Gilla House Foundation 

Gilla House Foundation 

Gilla House Foundation 

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Yo, Gilla nigga era, fuck you, pay me 

Boogie down like Bronx, high at the skate key 

It's like Janet, 'What Have You Done For Me, Lately'? 

Nuttin?, I blew up, you try to inflate me 

Dawg, in my dutch, a whole lotta bud 

End up in Jersey now, a whole lotta blood 

So when you get here, show a whole lotta love 

Or leave shot up, robbed and thrown out a shrub 

I don't condone, I got kids to relate to 

'Redman Gone Wild', hear the new debut 

Fox fired a nigga, boy that's great news 

Now I'm back in the hood like Grey Goose 

Who's gona stop me? I'm razor sharp 

With Gilla niggaz frontline and Jay the boss 

Y'all chicken ass niggaz blood made of broth 

But I'm barbershop talk, L.A. and New York 

So all you West Coast niggaz, get that money 

? Cause these Brick City dudes get that money 

It's gonna be one pussy that'll act funny 

Yo, I'm gonna get this nigga, leave the Cadillac runnin? 

Yo, Uptown got haze, Miami got crippy 

I'm fucked up, I slipped my own self a Mickie 

Doin? dirty, I'm 'XXX' like Vin Dies' 

Who you know can pump weed out of Wendy's 

Shorty, shorty, give me that body 

Start a riot 'til security on the walkie 

Reggie Noble '07, keep all sort of hoes yellin? 

Nine, four, three, eleven, get it or forget it 

You could hold this blaow 

(Real street, real street niggaz ain't havin? that shit) 

You could hold this blaow 

(Real street, real street niggaz ain't havin? that shit) 

You could hold this blaow 

(Real street, real street niggaz ain't havin? that shit) 

You could hold this blaow 

(And niggaz is, nig? and niggaz is gettin? smoked G) 

You could hold this blaow 

(Believe me) 

Gilla, Gilla, Gilla, Gilla 

Yeah, Gilla niggaz 

Gilla, Gilla, Gilla, Gilla 

Thorough niggaz, monkey niggaz