Redman, E3 - Fire lyrics
[Redman, E3 - Fire lyrics]
Welcome to the Red Gone Wild show-show, yeah
Yeah, yeah
For all the ghettos across America
Well all right-right-right-ri-right
Cha-cha-cha-cha red Gone Wild
Yo this is Two Tec and I'll slap
The shit out of a motherfucker
Red Gone Wild gilla (Gilla House niggas)
Red, Gone, Wild
Yeah i can feel your fire
When you niggas feel cold and your flows
Ain't got it no more nigga?!
I can feel your fire
Yeah, nigga you know what it is nigga
Gilla House nigga
Yo check me out yo yo yo
Red gone wild, more stunts than The Fall Guy
A buncha wild drunk niggas yellin' raw ha!
While you tryna get your weight up
But we on fire
Gilla House don't die, leave da spot bone dry
I want it all, R and E-D-M-A
N, cock the semi a little henny in me
It's like ya black hawk down
I blast like a skinny roll up to the jam and
Party like Little Penny
My watch ain't for showin' time
It's for show and tell
And I got it from sellin' dimes on AOL
I'm off the hook, lookin' young
You gray as hell you off the hook cause punk
You ain't pay your bills
Redman the truth nigga, put my name on it
Gilla House
Die harder than John McClane on it
I'm smokin' sour diesel
Gettin' head on my couch
From a chick that resemble Rosie
Perez in the mouth simon Says swallow it ma
Knock don't spit it out y'all got fat
I got a plan for y'all slimmin' down
I ain't playin' no games nigga
I'mma take it there
Break it there, Visine your block
Till I make it clear, nigga?!
I can feel your fire
When you niggas gettin' cold and your flows
Ain't got it no more you like
I can feel your fire brick city on my back
Doc Grizzley on the track
Have ya hood sayin' i can feel your fire
East coast, west coast, down
South, world wide, everybody like
I can feel your fire
Welcome me back like Carter
Welcome back the father
Keep it gutta, no problems bitch!
Yeah, yeah
For all the ghettos across America
Well all right-right-right-ri-right
Cha-cha-cha-cha red Gone Wild
Yo this is Two Tec and I'll slap
The shit out of a motherfucker
Red Gone Wild gilla (Gilla House niggas)
Red, Gone, Wild
Yeah i can feel your fire
When you niggas feel cold and your flows
Ain't got it no more nigga?!
I can feel your fire
Yeah, nigga you know what it is nigga
Gilla House nigga
Yo check me out yo yo yo
Red gone wild, more stunts than The Fall Guy
A buncha wild drunk niggas yellin' raw ha!
While you tryna get your weight up
But we on fire
Gilla House don't die, leave da spot bone dry
I want it all, R and E-D-M-A
N, cock the semi a little henny in me
It's like ya black hawk down
I blast like a skinny roll up to the jam and
Party like Little Penny
My watch ain't for showin' time
It's for show and tell
And I got it from sellin' dimes on AOL
I'm off the hook, lookin' young
You gray as hell you off the hook cause punk
You ain't pay your bills
Redman the truth nigga, put my name on it
Gilla House
Die harder than John McClane on it
I'm smokin' sour diesel
Gettin' head on my couch
From a chick that resemble Rosie
Perez in the mouth simon Says swallow it ma
Knock don't spit it out y'all got fat
I got a plan for y'all slimmin' down
I ain't playin' no games nigga
I'mma take it there
Break it there, Visine your block
Till I make it clear, nigga?!
I can feel your fire
When you niggas gettin' cold and your flows
Ain't got it no more you like
I can feel your fire brick city on my back
Doc Grizzley on the track
Have ya hood sayin' i can feel your fire
East coast, west coast, down
South, world wide, everybody like
I can feel your fire
Welcome me back like Carter
Welcome back the father
Keep it gutta, no problems bitch!