Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Walk In Gutta , by - Redman. Song from the album Red Gone Wild, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 31.12.2006
Record label: The Island Def Jam
Song language: English
Walk In Gutta |
| One, two, one, two, W, K, Y, A |
| Ha, ha, Def Squad niggas, 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| Niggas 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 Im 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 Im sayin so I said |
| 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 |
| 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 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 |
| 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 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 Im sayin so I said |
| Yeah, I also walk in gutta, reppin my clique |
| A Def Squad nigga yeah, all in your mix |
| Niggas talk shit you get your ass 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 niggas 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 fuckin 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 bitches 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 Im 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 Im sayin so I said |
| One, two, one, two, please man don’t get with that bullshit |
| So let’s do a little somethin like this |