| Welcome to the Bricks
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| The city where the rats will whoop yo mothafuckin' ass nigga
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| Yo during the day, motherfuckers work out here, just like anybody else,
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| to make ends meet, you know?
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| Whether it’s fast food, or transportation. |
| sneaker store, doing hair or
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| straight up strippin'
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| We gotta get the cash, gotta get the mothafuckin' dough
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| Brick City is an industrial city, a cold city, a heartless city
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| A lot of kids grow up here, man. |
| Wanting to be somebody, you know?
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| George Clinton called us the chocolate city, 90% black and sugarfree
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| Lot of famous people from the Bricks baby, better do your homework and check it
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| out you know?
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| I love the bricks yo, you ask me
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| On a nice day you can shine your car up, joyride through the hood,
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| hit a cookout, pool party, whatever
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| Straight up gettin' your swerve on, whether a bitch or a nigga
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| Daytime’s the shit out here in the Bricks boy, I love it
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| But when nighttime comes, the monkeys come out
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| Crackheads, hustlers, chickens, carjackers, thieves, hoes, all these
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| motherfuckers come out when the lights go out
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| Don’t matter how large your crew is, don’t matter what city your stankin' ass
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| is representin'
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| Give a fuck how much money you got, nigga
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| You come to the bricks, you easy prey for a motherfucker to dig in them pockets
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| Yeah I see you motherfucker!
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| Yeah we all see you motherfucker! |