Redman - Brick Intentions (Freestyle) Lyrics
[Redman]Bricks is ugly! Roll ya blunts up, with the '89Bricks is partying, dub drop 80 bombsGilla House here, we bout to dumb outHittin' your halfway house to break (?) outIt's a lot of gangsters and a lot of freaksThat turn any street beef into potted meatFrom Chilltown, Illtown, to New Brunswick!I bring it back like your day of first tounge kissPicture looking good, all two of y'allYou wanna ***** *****es? Let's get it on!I'm like Marvin Gaye, I'm still starvin'Crash my car where Garden State Mall isTook the jewlery, minx, and the cashmereRoll up in Macy's, smack the cashierI know you like it hot, that's why I keep it hotSo how the *****, could you not want a piece of Doc?[Chorus]We don't give a *****, cause we just drink and smoke and straight East Coastin'*****es, 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 niggazWe ain't playin', know what I'm sayin'? (Shout out to Dr.Dre!)[Redman]Yo, soon as the club closeI'm at the back do' strapped wit' a Haxso, and a Fo' FiveMy niggaz gassed up, quick to blast up, similar to NASAGot chickens in the Bricks with they ass upThugs on the block tryin' to get after usWhat'd you think nigga? I ain't come prepared?With a big bear grip in my underwearHit 'em up, shoot 'em up, head 'em outY'all had your turn, Red is upDon't be shy now, we hustle thick at itYou know a party ain't a party 'less Bricks at itGet 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 inKeith Murray in the back, chain jackin' (x4)[Chorus][Outro]Yeah, it's Gilla House niggazComin through the do' fo '04Better beleive thatWe told you!Get yo smoke on nigga, Gilla House niggaz
