Redman feat. Def Squad & Biz Markie Walk in Gutta Lyrics

Red Gone Wild: Thee Album Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Fire
  • 2 Bak Inda Buildin
  • 3 Put It Down
  • 4 Gimmie One
  • 5 Fuck Ur Opinion (skit)
  • 6 Sumtn 4 Urrbody
  • 7 How U Like Dat
  • 8 Freestyle Feestyle
  • 9 Walk in Gutta
  • 10 Wutchoogonnado
  • 11 Dis Iz Brick City
  • 12 Rite Now
  • 13 Blow Treez
  • 14 Pimp Nutz
  • 15 Mr. Ice Cream Man (skit)
  • 16 Hold Dis Blaow!
  • 17 Get 'Em
  • 18 Merry Jane
  • 19 Gilla House Check
  • 20 No Mo Soopaman Luva (skit)
  • 21 Soopaman Luva 6
  • 22 Soopaman Luva 6 ½
  • 23 Suicide
  • [Intro]
    {"One-two one-two"}
    ... W, K, why, A
    Haha, Def Squad *****z
    {"One-two one-two"}
    Gilla Gilla Gilla Gilla, Gilla House
    Ooh {"So let's do a little somethin like this"}

    [Redman]
    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
    *****es (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 *****, your whole staff is (out of control) {"Ohh!"}
    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 muh'****er 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 ***** 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
    ***** 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
    *****z get rich off of stolen car settlements!

    [Chorus: Biz Markie (Erick Sermon)]
    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'knowmsayin 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"}
    (Huh, huh, why'knowmsayin so I said)

    [Erick Sermon]
    (Yeah) I also walk in gutta, holdin my ****
    A New York ***** man back in the mix
    I walk up in the spot man cameras click
    Cheese, all out my pocket; can't stop it (uhh)
    All you can do now boy is just respect it
    I ain't par tomorrow but the E is connected
    Look what happens when you spin the records
    Hip-Hop at its best, nothin to mess with (yeah)
    I'm right here, there's no need to download
    I attract hoes, 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
    *****, I got a gut, **** pythons
    I'm an extremist (huh) who shake tracks the meanest
    I'm what a hip-hop fiend is

    [Chorus]

    [Keith Murray]
    Yeah, I also walk in gutta, reppin my clique
    A Def Squad ***** yeah, all in your mix
    *****z talk **** you get your *** kicked
    I ain't a Blood, but I'll throw you out the whip (word up)
    What you know about Pinot Gregio and roasted duck (huh?)
    With a mean street team outside posted up
    Toasted up, ready to roast a duck (uh-huh)
    When I say street team, I don't mean *****z 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 (uh-huh)
    As I make another left, quiet I crept, quiet you slept
    I'm back with the tec, like I never left (surprise *****z!)
    See frivolous beef'll get you curiously shot (uh-huh)
    You ****in with Keith, I think seriously not (hell no)
    I ATTACK like a blue-nose pit off gunpowder (yeah)
    And love to soup the beef up just like clam chowder
    With my Squad in the house, we misbehave
    Get drunk and tongue-kiss *****es like Flavor Flav

    [Chorus]

    {"One-two one-two... please man don't get with that bullshit"}
    {"So let's do a little somethin like this..."}

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