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Red's Wild
Gilla, Gilla, Gilla, Gilla
Gilla, niggaz

Yo, I'm hot, warmin ridin on 26
I ain't nigga I don't, bullet proof shit
Gilla and we abide by the blueprint
We all loud, holla and whoopin

Blah, blah, blah, a whole nuttin
You know the ones, they do a whole lot of duckin
I on the grind, my hustle real heavy
And for that cake, I'll fuck Lil' Debbie

Soldier boy, murder land's Baltimore
Roll on stage, more than a Commodore
Get down, yeah, knock your mans off
Wouldn't trade places if you [Incomprehensible] or

Shorty, shorty, give me body
Start a riot 'til on the walkie
Reggie Noble '07, keep all of hoes yellin
Nine, four, three, eleven, get it or it

You could hold this
(Real street, real street ain't havin that shit)
You could hold blaow
(Real street, street niggaz ain't havin that shit)

You could this blaow
(Real street, real street ain't havin that shit)
You could hold this
(And is, nig and niggaz is gettin smoked G)
You could this blaow
(Believe me)

Gilla Foundation
Gilla House
Gilla House
House Foundation

Yo, Gilla nigga era, you, pay me
Boogie down Bronx, high at the skate key
like Janet, 'What Have You Done For Me, Lately'?
Nuttin, I blew up, you try to me

Dawg, in my dutch, a whole bud
End up in now, a whole lotta blood
So when you get here, show a whole lotta
Or leave shot up, and thrown out a shrub

I don't condone, I got to relate to
'Redman Gone Wild', hear the new
Fox a nigga, boy that's great news
Now I'm in the hood like Grey Goose

Who's stop me? I'm razor sharp
With Gilla niggaz and Jay the boss
Y'all chicken ass blood made of broth
But I'm barbershop talk, L.A. and New

So all you West niggaz, get that money
Cause these Brick City get that money
It's gonna be one pussy act funny
Yo, I'm get this nigga, leave the Cadillac runnin

Yo, Uptown got haze, got crippy
I'm fucked up, I slipped my own self a
Doin dirty, I'm 'XXX' Vin Dies'
Who you can pump weed out of Wendy's

Shorty, shorty, give me that
Start a riot 'til security on the
Reggie Noble '07, keep all sort of yellin
Nine, four, three, eleven, get it or it

You hold this blaow
(Real street, real street niggaz ain't that shit)
You hold this blaow
(Real street, real street niggaz havin that shit)

You could this blaow
(Real street, real street niggaz havin that shit)
You hold this blaow
(And niggaz is, nig and niggaz is smoked G)
You could hold this
(Believe me)

Gilla, Gilla, Gilla,
Yeah, niggaz
Gilla, Gilla, Gilla,
niggaz, monkey niggaz