Redman - Brick Intentions (Freestyle) lyrics

(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 f** b**hes? Let's get it on! I'm like Marvin Gaye, I'm still starvin' Crash my car where Garden State Mall is Took the j**lery, 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 f**, could you not want a piece of Doc? (Chorus) We don't give a f**, cause we just drink and smoke and straight East Coastin' b**hes, shakin', a** 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 n***as 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 n***as ga**ed up, quick to blast up, similar to NASA Got chickens in the Bricks with they a** up Thugs on the block tryin' to get after us What'd you think n***a? 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 n***as Comin through the do' fo '04 Better beleive that We told you! Get yo smoke on n***a, Gilla House n***as