Luyện nghe bài hát Close Ya Doorz

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Introducing, the
Worldwide, Brick

To each his own, I'ma have known from the door
I make niggaz like ball four
Y'all score game the block, for me it's hip-hop
Around the clock, I'm bound to drop
(Stop)

You ain't know I'm nice girl, a wannabe
Like the Girls, you betta think twice girl
I'm untry-able,
be held liable for givin knots that's untie-able

R-O-Z, recognize my
Rap G.I. Jane rockin' colorful wide
Straight from Newark we Brick layers, Na Na
Don't play I coach and pick

In Da Bricks, get your popped locked and stolen
back I'm holdin', bitches be rollin'
Ghetto style, I'ma stay that
Tryin' to get cash out the ass like a

Dub O, I'm down for whateva, do what I to get the chedda
Fuck over cities, we conquered galaxies and better
I was put here to CD's and wreck tapes
a false move, I put this whole fuckin' planet in checkmate

Hell with this, we over the spot
I like to, but I will resort to the glock
The whole is sick, you can't do nuttin' but like it
It's like when you drown, your ass quicker if you fight it

'bout you used to rob niggaz with pump shotties
I know you love club music nigga, but you got a jack in your body
You fake ass niggaz, screened like a short pass
And if you incorrect, I'ma diamond cut your ass

You got mind over me like Deebo but you ain't my friend
'Cause I'm around you be quiet
But I leave you be talkin' again
But we gonna do it how you cause I'm widdit to brawl with you
Now what if I put your bitch ass in a headlock and witchu

Yo, niggaz, shut windows and close ya doorz
straight from da Brick City

Yo, niggaz, your windows and close ya doorz
Comin' straight da Brick City

Yo, I come, yo, yeah, yo yeah
(C'mon Z)
bitch said aliens raped her and her four friends
But it was all the Outz, we dressed up as

When I a brew it's nuttin' else I'd rather do
Hop out a cab or two to avenue to battle you
Your get ate like Italian steak
Then I get Red to sell you or a pound of shake

Y'all can open up wide and this dick
None of y'all niggaz can't fuck Bricks
While you dishes, we puffin' swishers
Fuckin' women ends up in the Benz trunk switches

We cop sixty-three nigs, one from every spot, be mystery mix
We got, spots, all my niggaz in Bricks
y'all stash clips in bags of bar-b-q potato chips
Plus main honey loved us
her some bom-ba she'll fuck twenty of us

Yo, you pack that little ass gun Harlem Nights
After we and fight, yo bitch I'ma ball tonight
At shows we so tight we flow it's one mic
Raw underground, yo Don, tell em what that dough

D. Don, I mine, and stay gettin' it
My thug mind'll brawl rhymes and stay shittin' it
Check my shine, iced out platinum your pendant
V.I.P. ghetto nigga, hustlin' and

Got bitches trickin' tryin' to get me
Got police, flock niggaz tryin' to cop me
How many you want, how many pounds you need?
I cultivate, every I go and drop seeds nigga
I grow trees, niggaz know me, for bein' low key that hustler A.C.

I'm steady shittin' on hoes, Grand like the Green Eyed Bandit
Jump straight in the Lex offa New transit
Let my man spit that Don
Gov-Matic spit that shit that's toxic, I rock

It's that hot shit like Busta got
Plus I bust on pussies, I trust not
They get blown, burned minutes on cell phone
Bring the terror to your block like the nigga from jail home
And you dead gone when my squad come
We hella from Isabella to Downtown

Yo, niggaz, your windows and close ya doorz
Comin' from Da Brick City