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    "Bricks Two" Lyrics

    Redman

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    Hey man, hey man, yeah go 'head with that man
    Just rhymin over here man
    Hey go 'head, go get drunk nigga
    Ayyy, go smoke yo' weed nigga
    Yo, go drink yo' forty motherfuckaaaah
    It's Brick City dawgs over here
    We gon' take it down like this, yo, D-Don, Don..

    [D-Don]
    It's bone-afficial my nizzle
    D-Don got issues, and a type team that dismiss you
    Oh boy! I gets more (Chips) than (Ahoy!)
    I got toys that deploy, I just aim and destroy
    I keeps it gully in a bonafide skully
    I ain't never had a hit but still get props like Nelly
    I'm platinum in streets I got, love in the streets
    And I'm more underground than your, basement concrete
    Braids in my hair, gold still in my teeth
    Still, bringin the beef if you're, bringin me grief
    I, rat-a-tat-tat it like one-two one-two
    Cock my shit back and let off on your whole crew
    I'm Brick City baby twenty-fo'/seven
    A project nigga that's, tryin to see heaven
    I done ran through hell with gasoline drawers on (AOWW!)
    I'm the portrait of a hustler, and once again it's on
    I still got money buried in my back yard
    I'm Bumpy like Johnson, they call me D-Don
    My shit's so dope when you smoke you nod
    And I spit that shit that leave you holy like the song

    [Pacewon]
    Yo.. we from the place where they pump out D and steal cars
    Kids wild wave at you and smile you feel large
    like they cut, and you got the power to heal scars
    Never down cause the underground crown is still large
    See I rap for a livin, probably rap 'til I die
    If you dope, where you been at? Your raps is a lie
    I'm all real, the one, the raw deal
    Do tour, come home, do a flick for four mill'
    What the hardcore heads on the block would call ill
    Never catch me at the ball-out spot with small bills
    Innovative rapper, rhyme in new ways
    When I spit niggaz cough up blood for two days
    Never catch me with material girls, they fugaz'
    Rather bounce with a short chickenhead in blue shades
    'Til the day I'm rich like Bruce Wayne
    I'ma kick raps like pimps blew game
    Ridin through your block with six new chains on
    Pullin over droppin H-bombs
    No doubt I got it locked Sanford Ave. to Penn Station
    Chancellor to Central a thousand men waitin

    [Chorus - 2X w/ minor variations]
    Jersey that's whassup (whassup yo?)
    You heard me light the Dutch (smokin weed)
    Rock on like what the fuck (what the fuck?)
    Jersey that's whassup, Brick City

    [Roz]
    Fuckin with me is a close call out of my crew
    Don't try it I fuckin roast y'all, you and your co-stars
    Next up to bat, I done had enough of cats
    Blast tracks like what the fuck was that?
    Roz spit rawness
    State to state, hood streets and block corners
    Rhymes hold so much weight, the feds on us
    Lot of niggaz didn't wanna see me last
    But I won't stop just slow down like Easy Pass
    Back up and give the R room
    Or we gon' brawl worse than cartoons in bar rooms
    In my city they don't pop they collar
    Cats that do, get shot drop and holla
    I'm from the B-R-I, C-K-S
    And my, squad is hot, any beef they bless
    Any, squad that test gon' meet they death
    Ask yourself, do you really need that stress?

    [Shooga Bear]
    Aiyyo, I project my voice so it's right in the crowd
    There's a sign at the door, no bitin allowed
    Plus the blows that I throw bring a light in the sound
    So whoever want the drama I'm invitin them now
    Phenomenal shit, spit 'til my abdominal split
    Plus combined lines so minds demolish a click
    Still burn MC's like Everclear, never fear
    With razor sharp skills so ill they, sever ears
    Hard to the roots a hundred proof with no chaser
    Scarves and some boots a hundred troops with chrome bangers
    Now rock with me, I spray blocks with glock fifties
    Still when I spit I flip like Spock sent me
    And never gave a fuck what a rapper grossed
    But if they, brag and boast I'ma clap the toast
    Y'all can analyze this, watch me paralyze clicks
    And sabotage y'all, I ain't a fan of y'all shit

    [Chorus]

    [Double O]
    I'm a nasty ass disease, and now I got ya mouth celibate
    I'm a direct descendant of Hannibal's elephants
    That's word to mother, them damn jokes is over
    You gon' run your mouth like a motor 'til I fuck up the rotor
    It's Double O again, still runnin, still gunnin
    It's like I got a cast-iron dick, I'm still cummin
    Talkin that killer shit like you blood raw
    And ain't even did ten minutes in the back of a squad car
    Be big niggaz to they weak, I'm true to the streets
    Y'all niggaz is half-assed like one booty cheek
    I'm (??), y'all is Swiss Miss
    My camp'll make your army pull back like a slipped disc
    It be the Bricks again, with me with them steel rods
    It ain't right unless Shane, Tariq, and Raouf Nayim is involved
    I did ery'thang from robberies to dope
    And y'all just lie about it, like it's a big-ass joke
    Playin like kids, I think you want me to spank you
    Ninety-nine on the charts with a ship anchor on your ankle
    And if you niggaz don't like what I say
    I'm in Newark on Market and Hasley e'ry fuckin day

    [Redman]
    Brick City muh'fucka, that's the way it go down nigga, slow down nigga
    Brick City muh'fucka, that's the way it go down nigga, sip yo' liquor
    Yo Brick City muh'fucka, that's the way it go down nigga, slow down nigga
    Yo Brick City muh'fucka..
    This song was submitted on July 22nd, 2009 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Warner/chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Reggie Noble, Erick Sermon.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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