Suicide feat Blam

Suicide feat Blam
[Intro: Redman (Blam)]
Gilla, yeah!
Man, f*** that, ni***!
(Yeah, yeah, yeah!)
Yes, sir!
Gilla House!
You already know the business, ni***!
Gilla House, ni***!

Yo, you ain't gotta' ask, dog - who am I?
I walk in the street, my middle finger in the sky
And ever since a young boy, I had the hunger in my eye
So when you cut the check, if you don't gimmie mine
It's a - suicide, it's a suicide
It's a - suicide, it's a suicide
It's do or die
If you want that GRIT
And you're about the DOUGH
Better do it like a G, baby!
They call me crazzzzzzzzzay
I walk around like I just don't care
Once you get a grip
If I have to, I'll grab my fifth
And throw shit up, put your hands in the air
I'm a liiiiiiiiiiiiive wiiiiiiiiiiire!
(Gilla goodie with the glamour)
(Now it's time to bust!)
(Know what it is, when you're fuckin' wit' us!)
It's a - suicide, it's a suicide
It's a - suicide, it's a suicide
It's do or die
Suicide, it's a suicide
It's do or die -- suicide, it's a suicide
Suicide, it's a suicide
It's a - suicide, it's a suicide
It's do or die
If you want that GRIT
And you're about the DOUGH
Better do it like a G, baby!

Redman, "Bak Inda Buildin'" - YES!
I got strippers on the pole
They like "Aiiiiiyyyo!"
Nigga, I got flow
My jewels is drippin'
All on the nuts, 'cause I do shit different
Doc is chillin', Jerz is chillin'
What can I say - f*** your feelin's
Dog, if you broke, you got it wrong
I'm tryna be "Paid In Full" like Mitch's home, ni***!
Ring the alarm, Redman crack
And if you get sleepy, then go take a nap!
My boys in the 'Lac, I'm right there wit' 'em
They ask, "What's that?"
"This shit here, ni***?"
"This shit here, ni***?"
This shit called Def SQUAD, proceed to rock your project!
You far from a threat like "Who is you?"
Better relax and say "What's up, baby boo?"
They call me crazzzzzzzzzay
I walk around like I just don't care
Once you get a grip
If I have to, I'll grab my fifth
And throw shit up, put your hands in the air
I'm a liiiiiiiiiiiiive wiiiiiiiiiiire!
(Gilla goodie with the glamour)
(Now it's time to bust!)
(Know what it is, when you're fuckin' wit' us!)

It's a - suicide, it's a suicide
It's a - suicide, it's a suicide
It's do or die
Suicide, it's a suicide
It's do or die -- suicide, it's a suicide
Suicide, it's a suicide
It's a - suicide, it's a suicide
It's do or die
If you want that GRIT
And you're about the DOUGH
Better do it like a G, baby!
Understand that Gilla House
"Bak Inda Buildin'" -- YES!
If you can't get a job, I feel your stress!
You can smell the "Funk", when the "Master Flex"
It's underground, ni*** - "Protect Ya Neck"
Yeah, Bricks is chillin', Staten chillin'
What can we say - f*** your feelings!
Big girls like "Redman the shit!"
I had dreams of fuckin' me a fat chick! (Bee-atch!)
Let's do this, "Red Gone Wild"
I'm like a warrior tryna get to Coney Isle
Boy, I'm hood down, so don't try to play me
For that "C.R.E.A.M.", I get a little
crazzzzzzzzzzzzay!
Yeah, my attitude is rude like "Fuck you, pay me!"
Stay on my grind
I'll show you how to make 100 thou' from a dime!
Fuckin' wit' mine
It's a - SUICIDE!