Sumtn 4 Urrbody

[Hook: Blam]

This is sumtn' for everybody get yo' hands up

On the grind, money on yo' mind get yo' grands up

If you on top getting hella guap stand up

If you on da corner, you a goner homie, man up

This is sumtn' for all my peeps on the East Side

A lil sumtn' for my G's on the West Side

Now if ya want it we on it dog, ya know how it is

We're with the illest and realest killers, we handle our biz

Let's get it, rahh

[Verse 1: Runt Dawg]

Y'all hear that big trunk bumpin', yeah that's Runt Dawg

System knock harder than the cops at your front door

Muhfuckas always talkin' tough like they want war

Matta fact next nigga stunt gon' get dumped on

Yeah, Dawg home

I break your jaw bone

And the '8 make you lose more weight than Star Jones

Rappers don't come to Jers'

Gun under my undershirt

I'm hollerin' "Gilla House!" drunk off the Thunderbird

My bitch be like, "Damn nigga wash yo' feet"

She say the hair on my chest look like taco meat

Shit, two hammers

Make your whole crew vanish

I'm a animal in front of Channel 2 news cameras

Bitch I'm like John Wayne

Shot like LeBron James

The chrome fo'-fo' pretty like Ricky Fontaine

My gorillas kill a man

We thicker than

That wic check peanut butter that come in that big silver can

[Hook: Blam]

This is sumtn' for everybody get yo' hands up

On the grind, money on yo' mind get yo' grands up

If you on top getting hella guap, stand up

If you on da corner, you a goner homie, man up

This is sumtn' for all my peeps on the East Side

A lil sumtn' for my G's on the West Side

Now if ya want it we on it dog, ya know how it is

We're with the illest and realest killers, we handle our biz

Let's get it, rahh

[Verse 2: Ready Roc]

Fuck it let's make it hot, I'm reppin' for all my blocks

Duckin', dippin' the cops, Ready runnin' the dock

Icarus in his sock

We comin' straight from the bottom going straight to the top

These haters want us to stop

Groupies is on our cock

Cuz they know it's going down like I'm Young Joc but I'm not

Ready Roc keep the pistol gripped

This some official shit

Brick City, keep it wrapped like a Christmas gift

[Verse 3: Redman]

Yo, ayo

Cock it back click-click-click Hey!

It's Dr Bombay, Sick flow, get your Medicaid

And I'm like "Hey! My hometown is NJ"

Eyes redder than Reynaldo Rey, I just blaze

And I'm a soldier, better follow the leader

And for guap I even smack kids like Madea

I'm for re-a', your boy is tight

You got weed? Nigga show ya right

Gimme a light

[Hook: Blam]

This is sumtn' for everybody get yo' hands up

On the grind, money on yo' mind get yo' grands up

If you on top getting hella guap, stand up

If you on da corner, you a goner homie, man up

This is sumtn' for all my peeps on the East Side

A lil sumtn' for my G's on the West Side

Now if ya want it we on it dog, ya know how it is

We're with the illest and realest killers, we handle our biz

Let's get it, rahh

[Verse 4: Icadon]

Icadon nigga I got the semi with the lens

I'm in Bushwick, Brooklyn lookin' pretty in the Benz

Ghostwriter, got the spirit of Biggie in my pen

Funk Doc said "It's time to go", Gilla begins

Icadon, you probably saw me leanin' in the B-M'er

Fly nigga, baby my socks be up in the cleaners

In the club with twin bitches, steamin' on my reefer

They both go at my balls like Venus and Serena

What's good?

[Verse 5: Saukrates]

Nigga I double my trouble through a war, price bubble

Half dog and half gorilla, get a tight muzzle

I shut you down like Smithm, infrared light gun do

My Mrs Smith'll have you turn over that ice bundle

Cadillac Devilles look right with that Gilla House

Comin' through yo' speakers like my ice cream in her mouth

I shoot a bazooka not pipe dreams (Clear 'em out)

My name is Saukrates get yo' hands up

Gilla House

[Blam]

This is sumtn' 4 urrbody get yo' hands up, hands up...

[Outro: DJ Say What]

This is DJ Say What

Kicking your ass on-