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To each his own, I'ma have this known from the
I make niggaz walk like ball
Y'all score game the block, for me it's hip-hop
Around the clock, critical I'm to drop (stop)
You ain't know I'm girl, youse a Wannabe
the Spice Girls, you betta think twice girl
I'm untry-able,
Won't be held liable for givin knots that's
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 your shit locked and stolen
Step back I'm holdin', be rollin'
Ghetto style, I'ma that ripper
Tryin' to get cash out the ass a stripper

Dub O, I'm down for whateva, do what I gotta to get the
Fuck takin' over cities, we conquered galaxies and
I was put here to crush and wreck tapes
Make a false move, I put this whole planet in checkmate
Hell with this, we takin' over the
I like to, but I will resort to the glock
The whole camp is sick, you can't do but like it
It's like when you drown, your ass quicker if you fight it
Talkin' bout you used to rob niggaz with shotties
I you love club music nigga, but you ain't got a jack in your body
You fake ass niggaz, gettin' screened like a short
And if you incorrect, diamond cut your bastard ass
You got mind control over me like Deebo but you ain't my
Cause when 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 bitch ass in a headlock and fall witchu

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

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

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

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

D. Don, I gets mine, and gettin' it
My mind'll brawl with rhymes and stay shittin' it
my shine, iced out platinum like your pendant
V.I.P. ghetto nigga, hustlin' and
Got bitches trickin' to get with me
Got police, flock niggaz to cop from me
How many you want, how many pounds you need?
I cultivate, every I go and drop seeds nigga
I grow trees, niggaz me, for bein' low key
That from A.C.

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