Redman - Brick Intensions (Freestyle) lyrics

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[Redman]

Bricks is ugly! Roll ya blunts up, with the '89

Bricks is partying, dub drop 80 bombs

Gilla House here, we bout to dumb out

Hittin' your halfway house to break [?] out

It's a lot of gangsters and a lot of freaks

That turn any street beef into potted meat

From Chilltown, Illtown, to New Brunswick!

I bring it back like your day of first tounge kiss

Picture looking good, all two of y'all

You wanna fuck bitches? Let's get it on!

I'm like Marvin Gaye, I'm still starvin'

Crash my car where Garden State Mall is

Took the jewlery, minx, and the cashmere

Roll up in Macy's, smack the cashier

I know you like it hot, that's why I keep it hot

So how the fuck, could you not want a piece of Doc?

[Chorus]

We don't give a fuck, cause we just drink and smoke and straight East Coastin'

Bitches, shakin', ass in motion, psycho, outlaw, smoker, strokin'

Got a cup? Raise it up! Got a blunt? Blaze it up!

That's yo chick? What's yo chick? On these nuts!

All I really know is that Gilla House is some crazy niggaz

We ain't playin', know what I'm sayin'? (Shout out to Dr.Dre!)

[Redman]

Yo, soon as the club close

I'm at the back do' strapped wit' a Haxso, and a Fo' Five

My niggaz gassed up, quick to blast up, similar to NASA

Got chickens in the Bricks with they ass up

Thugs on the block tryin' to get after us

What'd you think nigga? I ain't come prepared?

With a big bear grip in my underwear

Hit 'em up, shoot 'em up, head 'em out

Y'all had your turn, Red is up

Don't be shy now, we hustle thick at it

You know a party ain't a party 'less Bricks at it

Get a mic to the Doc and I'll get it crackin'

Y'all lose focus, we keep stackin'

Def Sqaud in it, Erick snuck the Mac in

Keith Murray in the back, chain jackin' [x4]

[Chorus]

[Outro]

Yeah, it's Gilla House niggaz

Comin through the do' fo '04

Better beleive that

We told you!

Get yo smoke on nigga, Gilla House niggaz