feat. E3 Yeah [I can feel your fire] When you niggas feel cold and your flows ain't got it no more nigga?! [I can feel your fire] Yeah nigga. You know what it is nigga, Gilla House nigga Yo check me out yo yo yo Red gone wild, more stunts than a fog I A buncha wild drunk niggas yellin' raw ha!! While you tryna get your weight up, but we on fire Gilla House don't die, leave da spot bone dry I want it all, R and E-D-M-A N, cock the semi A little henny in me It's like ya black hawk down I blast like a skinny Roll up ta the jam and party like little Penny My watch ain't for showin' time, it's for show and tell And I got it for sellin' dimes on AOL I'm off the hook, lookin' young, you gray as hell You off the hook cause punk you ain't pay your bills Redman, a truth nigga, put my name on it Gilla House, die harder than John McClane on it I'm smokin' sour diesel, gettin' head on my couch From a chick that resemble Rosie Perez in the mouth Simon Says swallow it ma, *Knock* don't spit it out Y'all got fat, I got a plan for y'all slimmin' down I ain't playin' no games nigga, I'ma take it there Break it there, Visine your block, till I make it clear, nigga?! [I can feel your fire] When you niggas gettin' cold and your flows ain't got it no more you like... [I can feel your fire] Brick city on my back, Doc Grizzley on the track, have ya hood sayin' [I can feel your fire] East coast, west coast, down south, world wide, everybody like... [I can feel your fire] Welcome me back like Carter, welcome back the father keep it gutta, your problems, Bitch!!!