Testo della canzone Walk In Gutta (Redman), tratta dall'album Red Gone Wild

Walk In Gutta - Redman

One, two, one, two, W, K, Y, A
Ha, ha, Def Squad n***, one, two, one, two
Gilla, gilla, gilla, gilla, gilla house
Ooh, so let's do a little somethin' like this

Yeah, yo, check it out
I'ma walk in gutta, get that butter
Only dude with a weed sign on the chucker
Hood down, car kinda loud from the muffler

Like damn when I profile at the Rucker
B*** got game, I'm above the rim
Call my gun Magnolia Soulja Slim
Do "The Freak" on the floor, two steps to the side

Talk greasy like Popeye's breast and a thigh
I got sour diesel roll
One hit of this b***, your whole staff is out of control
I'm programmed for winnin', Sean John to Denim

Fly guy got shoes with fish in water swimmin'
You pointed me out, bad guy with the mouth
I'm Oscar, no wonder m*** I'm a grouch
I work around dirt, eyes focused on turf

You tried to hide before your Nextel chirp
Blaow gotcha, you the best n*** call the doctor
Like Chinese tryin' to Salsa
It's never gonna be in groove, call Stella back

Holiday Inn 'em, then back in the shuttle van
B*** give me head on the first date, what a fan
Three best MC's I think on the other hand
Stand like an officer not a gentleman

N*** get rich off of stolen car settlements
I say yes, yes y'all, one, two, one, two, to the beat y'all
Party havin' people guaranteed to be like havin' a ball
Hah, hey, hey, hey, we gon' do a lil' somethin' like this I say

Y'know I'm sayin' so I said
I say yes, yes y'all, one, two, one, two, to the beat y'all
Party havin' people guaranteed to be like havin' a ball
Hah, hey, hey, hey so let's do a little somethin' like this

Y'know I'm sayin' so I said
Yeah, I also walk in gutta, holdin' my dick
A New York n*** man back in the mix
I walk up in the spot man, cameras click

Cheese, all out my pocket, can't stop it
All you can do now boy is just respect it
I ain't par with the mob, but the E is connected
Look what happens when you spin the records

Hip Hop at it's best, nothin' to mess with, yeah
I'm right here, there's no need to download
I attract h***, I ain't gotta hound those
I call the shots, no need to brown nose

Cut the check at 40 grand for shows
I'm fresh like Doug E, I show ya
The beat got it, clap like them boys from 'Nolia, I told ya
Yeah, I do it real big by a coat check

With no bling bling around my neck, yup
Redman and Sermon, with two icons
N***, I got a gut, f*** pythons
I'm an extremist huh, who shake tracks the meanest

I'm what a hip hop fiend is
I say yes, yes y'all, one, two, one, two, to the beat y'all
Party havin' people guaranteed to be like havin' a ball
Hah, hey, hey, hey, we gon' do a lil' somethin' like this I say

Y'know I†m sayin' so I said
I say yes, yes y'all, one, two, one, two, to the beat y'all
Party havin' people guaranteed to be like havin' a ball
Hah, hey, hey, hey so let's do a little somethin' like this

Y'know I'm sayin'so I said
Yeah, I also walk in gutta, reppin' my clique
A Def Squad n*** yeah, all in your mix
N*** talk s*** you get your a*** kicked

I ain't a Blood, but I'll throw you out the whip
What you know about Pinot Gregio and roasted duck?
With a mean street team outside posted up
Toasted up, ready to roast a duck, when I say street team

I don't mean n*** that put posters up word
Let's be blatant, you achin' and ancient
We capered in your hood with dirty machetes and bloody aprons
I'll acquire a tec, quiet your rep

Stay quiet as deaf or Kanye's choir rep
As I make another left, quiet I crept, quiet you slept
I'm back with the tec, like I never left
See frivolous beef'll get you curiously shot

You f*** with Keith, I think seriously not
I attack like a blue nose pit off gunpowder
And love to soup the beef up just like clam chowder
With my squad in the house, we misbehave

Get drunk and tongue kiss b*** like Flavor Flav
I say yes, yes y'all, one, two, one, two, to the beat y'all
Party havin' people guaranteed to be like havin' a ball
Hah, hey, hey, hey, we gon' do a lil' somethin' like this I say

Y'know I'm sayin' so I said
I say yes, yes y'all, one, two, one, two, to the beat y'all
Party havin' people guaranteed to be like havin' a ball
Hah, hey, hey, hey so let's do a little somethin' like this

Y'know I'm sayin' so I said
One, two, one, two, please man don't get with that b***
So let's do a little somethin' like this



Credits
Writer(s): Keith Omar Murray, Reggie Noble, Deborah Harry, Christopher Stein, Erick S Sermon, Hall Marcel
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