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    Cloze Ya Doorz

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    Добавлена 20 февраля 2008 пользователем AND1

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    Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
    Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, check it out
    Introducin' the international
    Worldwide, Brick City
    To each his own, I'ma have this known from the door
    I make niggaz walk like ball four
    Y'all score games 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, you'se a 'Wannabe'
    Like the Spice Girls, you betta think twice, girl
    I'm untryable, undeniable
    Won't be held liable for givin' knots that's untieable
    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 an' pick players
    In Da Bricks, get your shit popped locked an' stolen
    Step back, I'm holdin', bitches be rollin'
    Ghetto style, I'ma stay that ripper
    Tryin' to get cash out the ass like a stripper
    Dub O, I'm down for whateva, do what I gotta to get the cheddar
    Fuck takin' over cities, we conquered galaxies an' better
    I was put here to crush CDs an' wreck tapes
    Make a false move, I put this whole fuckin' 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 ass sink quicker if you fight it
    Talkin' 'bout you used to rob niggaz with pump shotties
    I know you a club music nigga but you ain't got a jack in your body
    You fake ass niggaz, gettin' screened like a short pass
    An' if you incorrect, I'ma diamond cut your bastard ass
    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 bitch ass in a headlock an' fall witchu
    Yo niggaz, shut your windows an' close ya doorz
    Comin' straight from Da Brick City
    Yo niggaz, shut your windows an' close ya doorz
    Comin' straight from Da Brick City
    Your bitch said aliens raped her an' 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 achy or a pound of shake
    Y'all can open up wide an' suck this dick
    None of y'all niggaz can't fuck with Bricks
    While you scrubbin' dishes, we puffin' Swishers
    Fuckin' 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 niggaz 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 bomba, she'll fuck twenty of us
    Yo, you pack that little ass gun like 'Harlem Nights'
    After we brawl an' fight, yo' bitch, 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
    D. Don, I gets mine an' stay gettin' it
    My thug mind'll brawl with rhymes an' stay shittin' it
    Check my shine, iced out platinum like your pendant
    V.I.P. ghetto nigga, hustlin' an' spendin'
    Got bitches trickin', tryin' to get with me
    Got police, flock niggaz tryin' to cop from me
    How many pounds you want, how many pounds you need?
    I cultivate every block I go an' drop seeds, nigga
    I grow trees, niggaz know me, for bein' low key
    That hustler from A.C.
    I'm steady shittin' on hoes
    Grand Royal like the Green Eyed Bandit
    Jump straight in the Lex offa New Jersey transit
    Let my man spit that Don shit
    Gov-Matic spit that shit that's toxic, I rock shit
    It's that hot shit 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 nigga from jail home
    An' you dead gone when my squad come around
    We hella illa from Isabella to Downtown
    Comin' straight from Da Brick City
    Comin' straight from Da Brick City
    Comin' straight from Da Brick City
    Comin' straight from Da Brick City
    This is DJ Say What
    An' we're gonna blast y'all right now
    With the new cut by Redman, ?I Don't Kare?
    On W0 Fuck All Y'all Radio
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