Sumtn 4 Urrbody Lyrics - Red Gone Wild: Thee Album - Redman

[Hook by Blam] 

This is sumtn' 4 urrbody get yo' hands up 

On the grind, money on yo' mind get yo' grands up 

If you on top getting hella guap stand up 

If you on da corner you a goner home and man up 

This is sumtn' for all my peeps on da East Side 

A lil sumtn' for my G's on the West Side 

Now if ya want it we on it dog, ya know how it is 

We're with the illest and realest killers, we handle our biz 

Let's get it, rahh 

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[Runt Dawg] 

Y'all hear that big trunk bumpin', yeah that's Runt Dawg 

System knock harder than the cops at your front door 

Muhfuckas always talkin' tough like they want war 

Matta fact next nigga stunt gon' get dumped on 

Yeah, Dawg home 

I break your jaw bone 

And the '8 make you lose more weight than Star Jones 

Rappers don't come to Jers' 

Gun under my undershirt 

I'm hollerin' "Gilla House!" drunk off the Thunderbird 

My bitch be like, "Damn nigga wash yo' feet" 

She say the hair on my chest look like taco meat 

Shit, two hammers 

Make your whole crew vanish 

I'm a animal in front of Channel 2 news cameras 

Bitch I'm like John Wayne 

Shot like LeBron James 

The chrome fo'-fo' pretty like Ricky Fontaine 

My gorillas kill a man 

We thicker than 

That wic check peanut butter that come in that big silver can 

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[Hook] 

[Ready Roc] 

Fuck it let's make it hot 

I'm reppin' for all my blocks 

Duckin', dippin' the cops 

Ready runnin' the dock 

Icarus in his sock 

We comin' straight from the bottom going straight to the top 

These haters want us to stop 

Groupies is on our cock 

Cuz they know it's going down like I'm Young Joc 

But I'm not 

Ready Roc 

Keep the pistol grip 

This some official shit 

Brick city keep it wrapped like a Christmas gift 

[Redman] 

Yo, eh yo cock it back click-click-click Hey! 

It's Dr Bombay 

Sick flow, get your Medicaid 

And I'm like Hey! 

My hometown is NJ 

Eyes redder than Reynaldo Rey 

I just blaze 

And I'm a soldier, better follow the leader 

And for guap I even smack kids like Madea 

I'm for re-a' 

Your boy is tight 

You got weed? Nigga show ya right 

Gimme a light 

[Hook] 

[Icadon] 

Icadon nigga I got the semi with the lens 

I'm in Bushwick, Brooklyn lookin' pretty in the Benz 

Ghostwriter, got the spirit of Biggie in my pen 

Funk Doc said it's time to go, Gilla begins 

Icadon, you probably saw me leanin' in the B-M'er 

Fly nigga, baby my socks be up in the cleaners 

In the club with twin bitches steamin' on my reefer 

They both go at my balls like Venus and Serena 

What's good? 

[Saukrates] 

Nigga I double 

My trouble 

Through a war, price bubble 

Half dog and half gorilla, get a tight muzzle 

I shut you down like Smith infrared light gun do 

My Mrs Smith'll have you turn over that ice bundle 

Cadillac Devilles look right with that (Gilla House) 

Comin' through yo' speakers like my ice cream (in ya mouth) 

I shoot a bazooka not pipe dreams (Clear 'em out) 

My name is Saukrates get yo' hands up Gilla House! 

[Blam] 

This is sumtn' 4 urrbody get yo' hands up, hands up...