Luyện nghe bài hát Bak Inda Buildin

Yo Redman is the shit I done fuckin heard!
(Yeah, hahaha... is Dr. Trevis, comin to y'all motherfuckers live)

Yo, I'm spittin my rhymes, we get you
To bump the music to break your to
(Yo yo yo yo, ay ay ay)
(Y'all ain't ready)

Yo, I spit my rhymes, we gonna get you
To bump the music to your neck to
You want the hard shit, let me connect you
It's 1-800-YO-GILLA; me flow
I doors for the newcomers
I show you how to rock the mic, pull yo' pants up and do
I lay my hats my boots stompin
Whether Jersey or Australia with jumpin
Yeah, I that hip-hop's gone
My pen catch attitudes, it cry in a
I laugh cause I'm a vet, and still get the guap as
as any nigga, I alarmed
Yes y'all, the Doc, I'm back on my business
With jizz for, niggaz and my bitches
I got my hands on my steerin wheel and stick
by nigga, pissin on yo' picnic

[Chorus 2X:
One for your motherfuckin mind {"Comin straight from the.."}
One time for your motherfuckin {"Comin straight from the.."}
One time for motherfuckin mind
House, is back in the buildin

Yo, yo I'm on my grizzly, set the bear trap
We don't for Nike but sure can (Air) a mac
My pen game tight in the hood like wraps
You a (40 Year Old Virgin), gettin waxed
Now, Reggie '07 internation-al
My girl got guns in her speghetti-strap
If you love hip-hop, where my at now?
Relax now, got it mapped down, Gilla
I in the crowd (ohhhhhhhhhh!)
I do it I do it loud, grown man style
Since I was a child
I knew I would grow to be the one {?} on

w/ ad libs]

nigga!