Redman Close ya doorz Lyrics

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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____z 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 s___ popped locked and stolen
Step back I'm holdin, b____es 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____z with pump shotties
I know you love club music n____, but you ain't got a jack in your body
You fake a__ n____z, gettin screened like a short pass
And if you incorrect, I'ma diamond cut your b______ 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____ a__ in a headlock and fall witchu

Yo n____z, 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____ 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 suck this d___
None of y'all n____z 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____z 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____ 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 s___tin it
Check my shine, iced out platinum like your pendant
V.I.P. ghetto n____, hustlin and spendin
Got b____es trickin tryin to get with me
Got police, flock n____z 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____
I grow trees, n____z know me, for bein low key
That hustler from A.C.

[Gov-Matic]
I'm steady s___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 s___
Gov-Matic spit that s___ that's toxic, I rock s___
It's that hot s___ like Busta Bust got
plus I bust glock, on p____es I trust not
They get blown, burned like minutes on cell phone
Bring the terror to your block like the toughest n____ from jail home
And you dead gone when my squad come around
We hella illa from Isabella to Downtown

[Chorus]

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