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To each his own, I'ma have this known from the
I make walk like ball four
Y'all score game down the block, for me it's
the clock, critical I'm bound to drop (stop)
You ain't know I'm girl, youse a Wannabe
Like the Spice Girls, you betta think twice
I'm untry-able,
Won't be liable for givin knots that's untie-able
R-O-Z, my name
Rap G.I. Jane rockin' wide frames
Straight from we Brick layers, Na Na slayers
Don't I coach and pick players
In Da Bricks, get shit popped locked and stolen
Step back I'm holdin', bitches be
style, I'ma stay that ripper
Tryin' to get cash out the ass like a

Dub O, I'm down for whateva, do what I to get the chedda
Fuck takin' over cities, we conquered galaxies and
I was put here to crush CD's and tapes
Make a false move, I put this whole fuckin' planet in
Hell with this, we takin' the spot
I like to, but I will resort to the glock
The whole camp is sick, you do nuttin but like it
It's when you drown, your ass sink quicker if you fight it
Talkin' bout you to rob niggaz with pump shotties
I know you club music nigga, but you ain't got a jack in your body
You fake ass niggaz, gettin' screened a short pass
And if you incorrect, I'ma diamond cut bastard ass
You got mind control over me like but you ain't my friend
Cause when I'm around you be quiet but when I leave you be again
But we gonna do it how you want I'm widdit to brawl with you
Now what if I put your bitch ass in a and fall witchu

Yo niggaz, shut your windows and ya doorz
Comin' straight from Da Brick

Yo niggaz, shut your and close ya doorz
Comin' straight from Da City

Your bitch said raped her and her four friends
But it was all the Outz, we dressed up as
When I, crack a brew nuttin' else I'd rather do
Hop out a cab or two to your to battle you
Your style get ate italian steak
Then I get Red to sell you achey or a of shake
Y'all can open up and suck this dick
None of y'all niggaz fuck with Bricks
While you scrubbin' dishes, we puffin
Fuckin' ends up in the Benz trunk with switches
We cop nigs
One from every spot, blunts be mix
We got, spots, all my niggaz in Bricks
While y'all stash clips in of Bar-B-Q potato chips
Plus main honey loved us
Slip her some bom-ba fuck twenty of us

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

D. Don, I gets mine, and stay it
My thug mind'll brawl with and stay shittin' it
Check my shine, iced out platinum like pendant
V.I.P. nigga, hustlin' and spendin'
Got bitches trickin' tryin' to get me
Got police, flock niggaz tryin to cop me
How many pouns you want, how many you need?
I cultivate, block I go and drop seeds nigga
I grow trees, niggaz know me, for low key
That hustler A.C.

I'm steady shittin' on hoes, Grand Royal like the Eyed Bandit
Jump in the Lex offa New Jersey transit
Let my man spit that Don
Gov-Matic spit that shit toxic, I rock shit
It's that hot like Busta Bust got
Plus I bust glock, on I trust not
They get blown, like minutes on cell phone
Bring the terror to your block like the nigga from jail home
And you gone when my squad come around
We illa from Isabella to Downtown