Redman feat. Melanie Rutherford Wutchoogonnado 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
  • Yeah, Brick City
    Yeah, Gilla, yo, gilla

    Yo, Brick City, when it comes to grabbin' steel
    You could post me down low like Shaq O'Neil
    You'll be spittin' what I spit when the day is over
    Tryin' to be me in the mirror, sayin' it over

    Yeah, he's all right, but you not real
    I'm a dog, s*** I eat the food I steal
    Floors ain't dirty enough
    My game is like carryin' shotguns and 21 rough

    Doctor, I'm like the war on drugs
    I don't stop, I'm all night vampire blood
    Underground chud, since a kid
    I finger painted in the mud, with dirty work gloves

    I'm in yo' college campus corridor
    You should call me Uno, the way I draw four
    Brick City law, strip to your drawers
    Boy now I can pick up two pair from the mall

    It's time for Doc to check yo' a*** n***
    It ain't hard, it's an easy pass n***
    For the paper, I'm offendin' neighbors
    Runnin' my label out an old Winnebago n***

    Ooh, shoulda knew that we gon' bring that funk to you
    (Yeah, the Brick City dawgs, yeah, holla at your frogs)
    Gilla House, is comin' through and Wutchoogonnado
    (Uptown Jersey, Brooklyn)

    Shh, Gilla, Gilla, Gilla, Gilla
    Yo, uh, oh, Redman back in your town
    You'll get drug n*** like wedding gowns
    After 12, whattup to Dogg Pound

    I roll out, like my earrings got ball bearings
    Give me a Grammy to show my mammy
    How I smash these Raggedy Ann and Andy's
    I prove that I never left the street

    I just knew I had to come back, with extra heat for y'all
    Be-More are ya ready? Colorado are ya ready?
    I'm at your neck like a Doberman mouth
    With like 40 m*** out the covenant house, ya heard?

    Gilla house in the circuit
    And how we do it on purpose, only way to surface
    Def Squad is the foundation
    Three dawgs attached to 98 Dalmatians

    Yeah, where them gilla *****z out at night
    You better run 'til you see the light, light
    Yo, I know I had you waitin'
    But death was chasin' me and my eight friends for Final Destination

    Ooh, shoulda knew that we gon' bring that funk to you
    (Yeah, yeah, yo E-Dub, this is hot *****)
    Gilla house, is comin' through and Wutchoogonnado
    (Yeah, Brick City, Milwaukee, California where ya at?)

    Okay now, take off your shirt and relax
    Let all your tensions out, just relax, just relax, just relax
    (Gilla, gilla, gilla, gilla, gilla, gilla, gilla, gilla)

    Yo, I keep my ears to the street 'cause that's my job
    But even the streets can steer you wrong
    I'm walkin' with one man above me
    Nuttin' on my waist, but if it's on you hearin' the palm

    You forgot I'm ten years deep and out them ten years
    I got two weeks of sleep and caffeine free
    Amazin' right? I got a street team
    That'll get paid to snipe

    Yeah, by any means, I'm behind the curtain
    My Betty Shabazz, hope I make it home, I invade alone
    Catch you in the truck, babblin' on the phone
    I miss you, I stick up your chaperone's

    It's a dirty dog world, say it louder
    Every Friday I'm bein' chased by Craig's father
    That's why I'm on the low like pro
    And my file is too hi tech to call next

    I got a heart the size of John Q's son
    And on the mic, I'm him times two of 'em
    Y'all n*** get your s*** together
    'Cause gilla house n***, prepare for whatever

    You, you shoulda knew that we gon' bring
    Got to bring that funk to you, to you
    That gilla house is comin' through
    And what you b*** a*** n*** gonna do, do, do, do, do, ohh, ohh

    You and you and you, you shoulda knew
    That we got to bring that funk to you, you, you
    Gilla house is comin' through
    And what your crew gonna do, do, do, do, do, do
    Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do

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