Redman - Dis Iz Brick City lyrics

This is WKYA Radio, you motherf**ers We got our next caller on the air, b**h, you on the line Yo, this is Big Tracy and I don't give a f**, n***a Give me some of that sh** straight out of The Brick City (Brick City) For my n***a, Guts We was thinkin' about you on this one, Guts Hold your head up, baby We got you on this one For everybody from the block Everybody from the crews You know who you are, no newcomers (Let 'em know, son, let 'em know, son) This is how we do it, baby, open up on 'em, go ahead (Let 'em know) Yo, when I DIP, I'm VIP I'm Doctor, I rush n***as to emergency Open heart, filled with darts, 99 Agents Know they Get Smart when I throw it in park Pop the trunk, sellin' CD's $15's for chumps 'Cause I'm like Noah's Ark from the slums Holla' at cha frog, I'm getting them Bud Like them frogs on the log, I'm balls to the wall When I do anything, nothing's hard I make it easy and talk greasy to broads Gilla, say my name 5 times in the mirror I'm jumpin' out, whoa You can hear the Sounds of the motherf**in' men Tryin' to get your chain, tryin' to get your chain Flush this down the drain I'm the new raw on the streets You can get 10 years per each song Catch a contact, what I write from the arm Now little white kids bring pipes to the prom I was supposed to quit Be an influence But, the weed is like Nike I just do it I'm ET zooted, way out there You got weed? Then roll with the Sonny and Cher Suffering succotash, I leave you s**ers sufferin' Huffin', puffin', at last This is Brick City, hear the gunshots Where they hate cops, on every block there's a weed spot This is Brick City, hear the gun jam If you don't run family with a suntan This is Brick City, hear the gun spit n***as jump ship when we spit, 'cause we run sh** Play p**y wit' us and get f**ed quick Who got the duchess? Yo, I keep the ghetto in me, I love the sweet taste of revenge I'm focused, my soul's been cleansed Now I know who the enemy and who the 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'mma follow this money Now I'm at the age, where I need to get paid If a nickel bag gets sold in the park, hey Did I stutter? I got the guns and bu*ter My craftwork be movin' the numbers I keep a Roscoe like Kurupt brother Hang out my window, blaow, what up, f**er? Violence sells, but I ain't a violent male But if you violate, I'll play the violin well From Bricks to Park Hill Don't be like Zoolander waitin' for that Blue Steel To be shown on your grill This is Brick City, hear the gunshots Where they hate cops, on every block there's a weed spot This is Brick City, hear the gun jam If you don't run family with a suntan This is Brick City, hear the gun spit, n***as jump ship when we spit, 'cause we run sh** Play p**y wit' us and get f**ed quick Who got the duchess? Yo, right here, yeah The Gilla House n***as in the motherf**in buildin?, mayne Goddamn, n***a, big nuts uptown, 512 what it is mayne? WKYA, Gilla House radio