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Bricks is ugly! Roll ya blunts up, the '89
is partying, dub drop 80 bombs
Gilla House here, we bout to out
your halfway house to break (?) out
It's a lot of gangsters and a lot of
That turn any street beef potted meat
Chilltown, Illtown, to New Brunswick!
I bring it back like your day of first kiss
Picture good, all two of y'all
You fuck bitches? Let's get it on!
I'm like Marvin Gaye, I'm starvin'
Crash my car where State Mall is
the jewlery, minx, and the cashmere
Roll up in Macy's, smack the
I know you like it hot, why I keep it hot
So how the fuck, could you not want a piece of

We don't a fuck, cause we just drink and smoke and straight East Coastin'
Bitches, shakin', ass in motion, psycho, outlaw, smoker,
Got a cup? it up! Got a blunt? Blaze it up!
That's yo What's yo chick? On these nuts!
All I really know is that Gilla is some crazy niggaz
We ain't playin', what I'm sayin'? (Shout out to Dr.Dre!)

Yo, soon as the close
I'm at the back do' wit' a Haxso, and a Fo' Five
My niggaz gassed up, to blast up, similar to NASA
Got chickens in the Bricks with ass up
Thugs on the block tryin' to get us
What'd you think nigga? I come prepared?
With a big grip in my underwear
Hit 'em up, 'em up, head 'em out
had your turn, Red is up
Don't be shy now, we thick at it
You a party ain't a party 'less Bricks at it
Get a mic to the Doc and get it crackin'
Y'all focus, we keep stackin'
Def in it, Erick snuck the Mac in
Keith in the back, chain jackin' (x4)