[Verse One]
Yo, now first of all I`m a kid about money
Talkin hot bid`ness and my paper work, runnin
Doc in hot knickers like Good Will, Huntin
Put them shotguns up in the air and start, pumpin
Real niggaz in the hood don`t start, nuttin
When the heat breaks they proceed to start, dumpin
You eyeballin me like you movin somethin
Yo` bitch fuckin you with me in the Walkman
Slow down boy, you`re not a real, killer
Three-wheel motion from me shootin the wheel up
Out the jungle, Doc straight go-rilla (ahh ahh ahh ahh)
Bananas, antennas can`t pick up (doo doo doo doo)
My crew is Triple P, watch us do it
Brook-nam, Shaolin, the T-Dot, Newark
All my shorties skippin school watch truant
Hit the college dorm, make freaks out the students
[Chorus]
Yeah, now do you like the way it feel baby? (uh-huh)
Do you like the way the Bricks move baby? (uh-huh)
Roll the L, let`s inhale baby (uh-huh)
Startin it up befo` twelve baby (uh-huh, uh-huh)
To my niggaz that say buck hoes (uh-huh)
Only real dog is they red nose (uh-huh)
If it ain`t green can`t accept those (uh-huh)
that can`t roll with niggaz that`s petrol (uh-huh)
[Verse Two]
Niggaz, abandon ship when I`m geared for landing
Your own tec-ll see my grill and start, jamming
Throw your hands up in the air, keep `em standin
Fuck if you in here on V.I.P., laminates (fuck you)
You`ll get touched too with the, cannon
Around the handle, a fuck you ban-danna
Dawg I was grown with balls and bad, manners
That`s why me and your broad is on, camera [click click click]
I`m sick from a childhood head, blow
When systems was pumpin before I let, go
The head honcho fall back and pump, fo`
Bigger four flows `til they scream, ALL GO!
Now wake your punk-ass up if you asleep
Doc and Brick City bout fo`-thousand deep
Fourteen years old, got TV`s in the, seat
Watchin pornos of Janet Jack-me
[Chorus - 2X]
[Chorus - whispered]
