Walk In Gutta |
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Walk In Gutta Lyrics |
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 [Intro]{"One-two one-two"} ... W, K, Y, A Haha, Def Squad niggaz {"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 Bitches (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 bitch, 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`fucker 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 nigga 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 Bitch 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 Niggaz 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, y`knowmsayin so I said) [Erick Sermon] (Yeah) I also walk in gutta, holdin my dick A New York nigga 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 Nigga, I got a gut, fuck 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 nigga yeah, all in your mix Niggaz talk shit you get your ass 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 niggaz 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 niggaz!) See frivolous beef`ll get you curiously shot (uh-huh) You fuckin 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 bitches 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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