yo how you go from hard to soft sweet and

lame/

me and my thuggin niggas pack more heat than

flames/

and you heard what thump said tha bricks is

over/

you niggas is mo bitch than a chick when

sober/

ya whole team is softer than henny wit a

chase/

dont make me run up on ya block and put tha

semmi to ya

face/

its gansta i leave you niggas pickin up ya

teeth/

and tha banga might be small but its big enough to

speak/

know ya nigga felt it when i put two in his

shirt/

came back now he lookin at tha roof of tha

church/

talk shit and get a hot one stuck in ya

throat/

you on that bricktown shit what tha fuck is a

brote/

if i ever catch you in my hood reppin tha

bricks/

similar to LL i be wettin ya

lips/

im tha truth and thats tha

truth/

i got a game for tha bricks called duck duck

clap tha goose/

and that mean niggas rockin skii masks and

black jeans/

run through tha whole bricks like needles through

crakfiens/




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