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REDMAN lyrics : "Sumtn 4 Urrbody"

(feat. Blam, Runt Dawg, Ready Roc, Icadon & Saukrates)

[Hook: 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


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

System knock harder than the cops at your front door
Muh$#&@as always talkin' tough like they want war
Matta fact next ^!$$% 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 (*##$ be like, "Damn ^!$$% wash yo' feet"
She say the hair on my chest look like taco meat
%#@!, two hammers

Make your whole crew vanish
I'm a animal in front of Channel 2 news cameras
(*##$ 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


[Hook]

[Ready Roc:]

$#&@ 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 @@#!
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 %#@!
Brick city keep it wrapped like a Christmas gift


[Redman:]
Yo, eh yo @@#! 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? ^!$$% show ya right
Gimme a light


[Hook]

[Icadon:]

Icadon ^!$$% 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 ^!$$%, baby my socks be up in the cleaners
In the club with twin (*##$es steamin' on my reefer
They both go at my balls like Venus and Serena

What's good?

[Saukrates:]
^!$$% 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...

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