Redman - Dis Iz Brick City Lyrics

[Redman:]
This Is W.K.Y.A Radio, You Motha F*ckkas
You Gotta Next Calla On The Air,"Bitch You On Da Line"

Some Chick In The Backgroung: "Yo This Is Big @#$%% And I Dont' Givea F*ck Nigga,
Gimme That Shit Straight Outta Dat Brriicckk Ciitayy"

[Ready Roc:] For Ma Niggas,For Ma Niggas

He Was Thinking Bout You On This One Got
You Gotta Hold Ya Head Up Baby (Redman: For The Brick City Streets Out Hea Booiii..)
We Gotchu On This One
This For Everybody On The Block
Everybody From The [?]
You Know Who You Are,
No New Comers [Redman:] (Let'em Know Son, Let'em Know Son Let'em Knoow )
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[Redman:]
Yo, Yo, When I D.I.P I'm V.I.P
I'm Docta, I Rush Niggas To Emer-Gen-Cy
Open Heart, Filled With Darts, 99 Agents
Know They Get Smart When I Throw-It In Park
Pop The Trunk
Selling Cd's, $15 For Junks(???)
Cause I'm Like Moa-Zaaart From The Slumps
Holla At Your Frogs, I'm Gettin'em Bud Like The The Frogs On The Law
I'm Boss To The Wall
When I Do Anything, Nothin's Hard, I Make It Eazy And Talk Greessy
Daa Bross, (Gilla)
Say Ma Name 5 Times In Da Mirror (Gilla)
I'm Jumping Out...."Whooaaa"
You Can Hear The Sounds Of The Mothaa F*ckin Men
Tryin To Get You Chain, Tryin To Get Your Chaiiieen-Een
Flush This Down The Drain
I'm The New Raw On The Streets
You Can Get 10 Years For Each Song
Catch A Contact Wat I Write From He Arm
Now Little White Kids Bring Pipes To The Prom
I Was Suppose To Quit Being Influence
But The Weed Is Like Nikey, I Just Do It
I'm Et Suited, Way Out There,
You Got Weed? Then Roll With Sunny And Share
Sufferi-And-Succkaatash I Leave You Suckaaz Suffering, Huffing, Puffing And Last!

[Chorus: Ready Roc]
This Is Brick City Hear The Gun Shots, Where They Hate Cops And Every Block There's A Weed Spot
This Is Brick City Hear The Gun Jam, If You Don't Run Fam, Leave With A Sun Tan
This Is Brick City Hear The Gun Spit, Niggas Jump Shit, When We Spit Cause We Run Shit
Play Pussy With Us And Get F*cked Quick, Who Got The Dutch's
[Some Dude:] (Yo, Yo Right Hea)

[Redman:]
I Keep The Ghetto In Me, I Love Da Sweet Taste Of Revenge
I'm Focused My Soul's Been Cleansed
Now I Know Who Da Enemy And Who Da Friend
But Still With My Eyes Closed They Both Blend
I'm Not A Follower, I Start The Trend
Y'all Can Follow That Dummy, I'ma Follow This Money
Now I'm At The Age, Where I Need To Get Paid
If A Nickle Bag Gets Sold In Da Park... Heeeyyyyy
Did I Stich Stutter?
I Got The Guns And Butter, My Craftworks Be Movin In Numbers
I Keep A Rasco Like A Ruck Brotha
Hang Out My Window...Blaaooowww... What'up F*cka?
Violence Sells, But I'aint A Violent Male
But If You Violate, I Play The Violin Well
From Bricks To Park Hills
Don't Be Like Zoolander, Waitin For That Blue Steel To Be Showing On Your Griill.. (Lol)

[Chorus: Ready Roc]
This Is Brick City Hear The Gun Shots, Where They Hate Cops And Every Block There's A Weed Spot
This Is Brick City Hear The Gun Jam, If You Don't Run Fam, Leave With A Sun Tan
This Is Brick City Hear The Gun Spit, Niggas Jump Shit, When We Spit Cause We Run Shit
Play Pussy With Us And Get F*cked Quick, Who Got The Dutch's
[Some Dude:] (Yo, Yo Right Hea)

[Redman:] Gilla House Niggazz In Da Motha F*ckin Buildin Mein, Godd Damn
Uptown?

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