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Introducing, the international
Worldwide, Brick City
(Roz)
To each his own, I'ma have this known from the door
I make n***az walk like ball four
Y'all score game down the block, for me it's hip-hop
around the clock, critical I'm bound to drop (stop)
You ain't know I'm nice girl, youse a Wannabe
like the Spice Girls, you betta think twice girl
I'm untry-able, undeniable
Won't be held liable for givin knots that's untie-able
R-O-Z, recognize my name
Rap G.I. Jane rockin colorful wide frames
Straight from Newark we Brick layers, Na Na slayers
Don't play I coach and pick players
in Da Bricks, get your sh** popped locked and stolen
Step back I'm holdin, b**hes be rollin
Ghetto style, I'ma stay that ripper
Tryin to get cash out the a** like a stripper
(Tame One)
Dub O, I'm down for whateva, do what I gotta to get the chedda
f** takin over cities, we conquered galaxies and better
I was put here to crush CD's and wreck tapes
Make a false move, I put this whole f**in planet in checkmate
Hell with this, we takin over the spot
I don't like to, but I will resort to the glock
The whole camp is sick, you can't do nuttin but like it
It's like when you drown, your a** sink quicker if you fight it
Talkin bout you used to rob n***az with pump shotties
I know you love club music n***a, but you ain't got a jack in your body
You fake a** n***az, gettin screened like a short pa**
And if you incorrect, I'ma diamond cut your ba*tard a**
You got mind control over me like Deebo 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 b**h a** in a headlock and fall witchu
Yo n***az, shut your windows and close ya doorz
Comin straight from Da Brick City (2X)
(Young Z)
Yo, here I come
Yo, yeah, yo YEAH (C'mon Z!)
Your b**h said aliens raped her and her four friends
But it was all the Outz, we dressed up as Martians
When I, crack 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 s** this dick
None of y'all n***az can't f** with Bricks
While you scrubbin dishes, we puffin Swishers
f**in women ends up in the Benz trunk with switches
We cop sixty-three nigs
One from every spot, blunts be mystery mix
We got, spots, all my n***az 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 f** twenty of us
(Gov-Matic)
Yo, you pack that little a** gun like Harlem Nights
After we brawl and fight, yo b**h I'ma ball tonight
At shows we so tight we flow like it's one mic
Raw underground, yo Don, tell em what that dough like
(Diezzel Don)
D. Don, I gets mine, and stay gettin it
My thug mind'll brawl with rhymes and stay sh**tin it
Check my shine, iced out platinum like your pendant
V.I.P. ghetto n***a, hustlin and spendin
Got b**hes trickin tryin to get with me
Got police, flock n***az tryin to cop from me
How many pouns you want, how many pounds you need?
I cultivate, every block I go and drop seeds n***a
I grow trees, n***az know me, for bein low key
That hustler from A.C.
(Gov-Matic)
I'm steady sh**tin on hoes, Grand Royal like the Green Eyed Bandit
Jump straight in the Lex offa New Jersey transit
Let my man spit that Don sh**
Gov-Matic spit that sh** that's toxic, I rock sh**
It's that hot sh** like Busta Bust got
plus I bust glock, on pussies I trust not
They get blown, burned like minutes on cell phone
Bring the terror to your block like the toughest n***a from jail home
And you dead gone when my squad come around
We hella illa from Isabella to Downtown
(Chorus)