Cloze Ya Doors Songtext / Lyric

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, check it out

Introducin' the international

Worldwide, Brick City



To each his own, I'ma have this known from the door

I make niggaz walk like ball four

Y'all score games down the block

For me it's hip hop around the clock

Critical, I'm bound to drop, stop



You ain't know I'm nice girl, you'se a 'Wannabe'

Like the Spice Girls, you betta think twice, girl

I'm untryable, undeniable

Won't be held liable for givin' knots that's untieable



R O Z, recognize my name

Rap G.I. Jane, rockin' colorful wide frames

Straight from Newark, we Brick layers, Na Na slayers

Don't play, I coach an' pick players






In Da Bricks, get your shit popped locked an' stolen

Step back, I'm holdin', bitches be rollin'

Ghetto style, I'ma stay that ripper

Tryin' to get cash out the ass like a stripper



Dub O, I'm down for whateva, do what I gotta to get the cheddar

Fuck takin' over cities, we conquered galaxies an' better

I was put here to crush CDs an' wreck tapes

Make a false move, I put this whole fuckin' planet in checkmate



Hell with this, we takin' over the spot

I don't like to but I will resort to the glock

The whole camp is sick, you can't do nuttin' but like it

It's like when you drown, your ass sink quicker if you fight it



Talkin' 'bout you used to rob niggaz with pump shotties

I know you a club music nigga but you ain't got a jack in your body

You fake ass niggaz, gettin' screened like a short pass

An' if you incorrect, I'ma diamond cut your bastard ass



You got mind control over me like Deebo but you ain't my friend

'Cause when I'm around you be quiet

But when I leave you be talkin' again

But we gonna do it how you want 'cause I'm widdit to brawl with you

Now what if I put your bitch ass in a headlock an' fall witchu



Yo niggaz, shut your windows an' close ya doorz

Comin' straight from Da Brick City

Yo niggaz, shut your windows an' close ya doorz

Comin' straight from Da Brick City



Your bitch said aliens raped her an' her four friends

But it was all the Outz, we dressed up as Martians

When I crack a brew, it's nuttin' else I'd rather do

Hop out a cab or two to your avenue to battle you



Your style get ate like Italian steak

Then I get Red to sell you achy or a pound of shake

Y'all can open up wide an' suck this dick

None of y'all niggaz can't fuck with Bricks



While you scrubbin' dishes, we puffin' Swishers

Fuckin' women ends up in the Benz trunk with switches

We cop sixty-three nigs

One from every spot, blunts be mystery mix



We got spots, all my niggaz stay in Bricks

While y'all stash clips in bags of Bar-B-Q potato chips

Plus your main honey loved us

Slip her some bomba, she'll fuck twenty of us



Yo, you pack that little ass gun like 'Harlem Nights'

After we brawl an' fight, yo' bitch, I'ma ball tonight

At shows we so tight, we flow like it's one mic

Raw underground, yo Don, tell 'em what that dough like



D. Don, I gets mine an' stay gettin' it

My thug mind'll brawl with rhymes an' stay shittin' it

Check my shine, iced out platinum like your pendant

V.I.P. ghetto nigga, hustlin' an' spendin'



Got bitches trickin', tryin' to get with me

Got police, flock niggaz tryin' to cop from me

How many pounds you want, how many pounds you need?

I cultivate every block I go an' drop seeds, nigga



I grow trees, niggaz know me, for bein' low key

That hustler from A.C.

I'm steady shittin' on hoes

Grand Royal like the Green Eyed Bandit

Jump straight in the Lex offa New Jersey transit



Let my man spit that Don shit

Gov-Matic spit that shit that's toxic, I rock shit

It's that hot shit like Busta Bust got

Plus I bust glock, on pussies, I trust not



They get blown, burned like minutes on cell phone

Bring the terror to your block

Like the toughest nigga from jail home

An' you dead gone when my squad come around

We hella illa from Isabella to Downtown



Comin' straight from Da Brick City

Comin' straight from Da Brick City

Comin' straight from Da Brick City

Comin' straight from Da Brick City



This is DJ Say What

An' we're gonna blast y'all right now

With the new cut by Redman, “I Don't Kare”

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