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Redman - Close Ya Doorz Lyrics

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Introducingthe international
Worldwidebrick city

To each his owni'ma have this known from the door
I make niggaz walk like ball four
Y'all score game down the blockfor me it's hip-hop
Around the clockcritical I'm bound to drop (stop)
You ain't know I'm nice girlyouse a wannabe
Like the spice girlsyou betta think twice girl
I'm untry-ableundeniable
Won't be held liable for givin knots that's untie-able
R-o-zrecognize my name
Rap g.i. jane rockin colorful wide frames
Straight from newark we brick layersna na slayers
Don't play I coach and pick players
In da bricksget your shit popped locked and stolen
Step back I'm holdinbitches be rollin
Ghetto stylei'ma stay that ripper
Tryin to get cash out the ass like a stripper

[tame one]
Dub oI'm down for whatevado what I gotta to get the chedda
Fuck takin over citieswe conquered galaxies and better
I was put here to crush cd's and wreck tapes
Make a false moveI put this whole fuckin planet in checkmate
Hell with thiswe takin over the spot
I don't like tobut I will resort to the glock
The whole camp is sickyou can't do nuttin but like it
It's like when you drownyour ass sink quicker if you fight it
Talkin bout you used to rob niggaz with pump shotties
I know you love club music niggabut you ain't got a jack in your body
You fake ass niggazgettin screened like a short pass
And if you incorrecti'ma diamond cut your bastard ass
You got mind control over me like devo but you ain't my friend
Cause when I'm around you be quiet but when I leave you be talkin again
But we gonna do it how you want cause I'm widdit to brawl with you
Now what if I put your bitch ass in a headlock and fall witchu

Yo niggazshut your windows and close ya doorz
Comin straight from da brick city (2x)

[young z]
Yohere I come
Yoyeahyo yeah (c'mon z!)
Your bitch said aliens raped her and her four friends
But it was all or outswe dressed up as martians
When icrack a brew it's nuttin else I'd rather do
Hop out a cab or two to your avenue to battle you
Your style get ate like italian steak
Then I get red to sell you achey or a pound of shake
Y'all can open up wide and suck this dick
None of y'all niggaz can't fuck with bricks
While you scrubbin disheswe puffin swishers
Fuckin women ends up in the benz trunk with switches
We cop sixty-three nigs
One from every spotblunts be mystery mix
We gotspotsall my niggaz stay in bricks
While y'all stash clips in bags of bar-b-q potato chips
Plus your main honey loved us
Slip her some bom-ba she'll fuck twenty of us

Yoyou pack that little ass gun like harlem nights
After we brawl and fightyo bitch i'ma ball tonight
At shows we so tight we flow like it's one mic
Raw undergroundyo dontell em what that dough like

[diezzel don]
D. donI gets mineand stay gettin it
My thug mind'll brawl with rhymes and stay shittin it
Check my shineiced out platinum like your pendant
V.i.p. ghetto niggahustlin and spendin
Got bitches trickin tryin to get with me
Got policeflock niggaz tryin to cop from me
How many pouns you wanthow many pounds you need?
I cultivateevery block I go and drop seeds nigga
I grow treesniggaz know mefor bein low key
That hustler from a.c.

I'm steady shittin on hoesgrand royal like the green eyed bandit
Jump straight in the lex offa new jersey transit
Let my man spit that don shit
Gov-matic spit that shit that's toxicI rock shit
It's that hot shit like busta bust got
Plus I bust glockon pussies I trust not
They get blownburned like minutes on cell phone
Bring the terror to your block like the toughest nigga from jail home
And you dead gone when my squad come around
We hella illa from isabella to downtown


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