Lyrics Cloze Ya Doors - Redman
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"
On
W0
Fuck
All
Y′all
Radio
1 Down South Funk
2 I Don't Kare
3 Welcome 2 Da Bricks
4 G.P.N. (Skit)
5 Da Da Dahhh
6 My Zone!
7 Da Goodness
8 I Got A Seecret
9 Pain In da Ass Stewardess (Skit)
10 Jersey Yo!
11 Get It Live
12 I'll Bee Dat
13 Let Da Monkey Out
14 We Got da Satellite Van (skit)
15 D.O.G.S.
16 Million Chicken March (2 Hot 4 TV) [Skit]
17 Cloze Ya Doors
18 Who Took da Satellite Van (skit)
19 Beet Drop
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