Brick Intentions lyrics

[Redman]

Bricks is ugly! Roll ya blunts up, with the `89

Bricks is partying, dub drop 80 bombs

Gilla House here, we bout to dumb out

Hittin` your halfway house to break (?) out

It`s a lot of gangsters and a lot of freaks

That turn any street beef into potted meat

From Chilltown, Illtown, to New Brunswick!

I bring it back like your day of first tounge kiss

Picture looking good, all two of y`all

You wanna fuck bitches? Let`s get it on!

I`m like Marvin Gaye, I`m still starvin`

Crash my car where Garden State Mall is

Took the jewlery, minx, and the cashmere

Roll up in Macy`s, smack the cashier

I know you like it hot, that`s why I keep it hot

So how the fuck, could you not want a piece of Doc?



[Chorus]

We don`t give a fuck, cause we just drink and smoke and straight East Coastin`

Bitches, shakin`, ass in motion, psycho, outlaw, smoker, strokin`

Got a cup? Raise it up! Got a blunt? Blaze it up!

That`s yo chick? What`s yo chick? On these nuts!

All I really know is that Gilla House is some crazy niggaz

We ain`t playin`, know what I`m sayin`? (Shout out to Dr.Dre!)



[Redman]

Yo, soon as the club close

I`m at the back do` strapped wit` a Haxso, and a Fo` Five

My niggaz gassed up, quick to blast up, similar to NASA

Got chickens in the Bricks with they ass up

Thugs on the block tryin` to get after us

What`d you think nigga? I ain`t come prepared?

With a big bear grip in my underwear

Hit `em up, shoot `em up, head `em out

Y`all had your turn, Red is up

Don`t be shy now, we hustle thick at it

You know a party ain`t a party `less Bricks at it

Get a mic to the Doc and I`ll get it crackin`

Y`all lose focus, we keep stackin`

Def Sqaud in it, Erick snuck the Mac in

Keith Murray in the back, chain jackin` (x4)



[Chorus]



[Outro]

Yeah, it`s Gilla House niggaz

Comin through the do` fo `04

Better beleive that

We told you!

Get yo smoke on nigga, Gilla House niggaz