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Yo Redman is the COOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLEST shit I done f**kin heard! (Yeah, hahaha... this is Dr. Trevis, comin to y'all motherf**kers 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**kers 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 shit, nigga 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 nigga, I ain't alarmed Yes y'all, it's the Doc, I'm back on my business With jizz for, real niggaz and my bitches I got my hands on my steerin wheel and stick shift Drivin by nigga, pissin on yo' picnic [Chorus 2X: Redman] One time for your motherf**kin mind {"Comin straight from the.."} One time for your motherf**kin mind {"Comin straight from the.."} One time for your motherf**kin 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 butt-naked I knew I would grow to be the one {?} on record [Chorus w/ ad libs] Ride nigga!