Top Songs By Redman
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Redman
Performer
Azaiez "ZUZU" Miami
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Reggie Noble
Composer
Mohandas Dewese
Composer
Orlando Sedoc
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
ThreeSixty
Producer
Reggie Noble
Recording Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yeah, one two, one two
Party people in the place to be
Yeah
Let me clear my throat
Let me clear my throat
Gilla House ****, baby
We gon' get a lil' somethin' straight here in the place to be
[Verse 2]
Yo, you now rockin' with the best, I'm blessed
I deliver well, that's why I'm up in the S
UPS through rain, sleet, or snow
I never break down, my skin made of Goretex
Heard Reggie went left, 'cause when I do right
Punk **** out of spite only give me a few mics
Three best MCs, time for new light
Let the streets decide on who nice
[Verse 3]
You see, to be an MC is not money in the bank
Or blowin' **** off like, homie, we are late
A million dollar boss dictatin' what I think, shit
His shooter's gettin' real nervous in the paint
Five star when I rank, like Le Armitage
Girls lookin' like Nicki Minaj, Reggie
Hip-hop I rock steady, just check my clout
When Jersey in the building, I (Rock the house)
[Verse 4]
You now rockin' with the best, one of the best
Best believe why I look so fresh
Just tellin' ya how I feel
(We gon' get a lil' somethin' straight here in the place to be)
[Verse 5]
Hey, they ask me how I maintain
The rap game and the streets like a picture in the same frame
You ain't raw, you don't ball
So lose yourself, tryin' to keep up when I change lanes
We weed game green, clientele is swell
It's cool like LL
DeBarge look alike brother, time will reveal
That I'm doin' it and doin' it well
[Verse 6]
Even if you read braille you can feel my swag
I'm your seein' eye dog with the pen and the pad
Blue collar, when I talk you can touch
So fuck how much money you can fit in the bag
My gift is the gab, the street's the truth
They got a lil' lost when Down South came through
I stayed in the booth and began to trip
'Cause (Can't nobody rock like me, remember this)
[Verse 7]
You now rockin' with the best, one of the best
Best believe why I look so fresh
(We gon' get a lil' somethin' straight here in the place to be)
[Verse 8]
Yo, what you consider the best, what you invest
A half a mill' around your neck, let me guess
Punchlines after punchline for a check
I did that when GangStarr had to get a rep
My city is debt, that's why I sound hungry
My flow dumb as fuck like Al Bundy
Ask Treach, I do it for my lonely
All y'all come and get it if you want me
Me, I'm a funny ass ****
And hater's gon' say, he a funny ass ****
But I'm a asset, good barbershop talk
The game without me is Wu-Tang without RZA
Pour out a little liquor how I murder it
Beef, my boys Fatburger it
Gilla, never heard of it? Shut your mouth
When Jersey in the building, I (Rock the house)
[Verse 9]
You now rockin' with the best, one of the best
Best believe why I look so fresh
(We gon' get a lil' somethin' straight here in the place to be)
Written by: Mohandas Dewese, Orlando Sedoc, Reggie Noble