Brick Intentions — текст песни (Redman)

[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 fuck bitches? Let`s get it on!
I`m like Marvin Gaye, I`m still starvin`
Crash my car where Garden State Mall is
Took the jewlery, 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 fuck, could you not want a piece of Doc?

[Chorus]
We don`t give a fuck, cause we just drink and smoke and straight East Coastin`
Bitches, 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 niggaz
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 niggaz gassed up, quick to blast up, similar to NASA
Got chickens in the Bricks with they ass up
Thugs on the block tryin` to get after us
What`d you think nigga? 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 niggaz
Comin through the do` fo `04
Better beleive that
We told you!
Get yo smoke on nigga, Gilla House niggaz