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Current version of Redman Lyrics Cloze Ya Doorz (http://www.mp3lyrics.org/r/redman/close-ya-doorz/) Current version of the lyrics |
Version 1 of Redman Lyrics Cloze Ya Doorz (http://www.mp3lyrics.org/r/redman/close-ya-doorz/v1.html) Version 1 of the lyrics | |||||||||||||
| 1 | Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo | [RedMan] {intro} | 1 | |||||||||||
| 2 | Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, check it out | Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo check it out | 2 | |||||||||||
| 3 | Introducin' the international | Introducing, the International, Worldwide, Brick City | 3 | |||||||||||
| 4 | Worldwide, Brick City | [Roz] | 4 | |||||||||||
| 5 | To each's own, I'ma have this known from the door | 5 | ||||||||||||
| 6 | To each his own, I'ma have this known from the door | I make niggas walk like ball four | 6 | |||||||||||
| 7 | I make niggaz walk like ball four | Y'all score game down the block, for me it's hip-hop | 7 | |||||||||||
| 8 | Y'all score games down the block | Around the clock, critical I'm bound to drop (stop) | 8 | |||||||||||
| 9 | For me it's hip hop around the clock | You ain't know, I'm nice girl, youse a Wannabe | 9 | |||||||||||
| 10 | Critical, I'm bound to drop, stop | Like the Spice Girls, you better think twice girl | 10 | |||||||||||
| 11 | I'm untry-able, undeniable | 11 | ||||||||||||
| 12 | You ain't know I'm nice girl, you'se a 'Wannabe' | Won't be held liable for giving knots that's untie-able | 12 | |||||||||||
| 13 | Like the Spice Girls, you betta think twice, girl | R-O-Z, recognize my name | 13 | |||||||||||
| 14 | I'm untryable, undeniable | Rap G.I. Jane rocking colorful wide frames | 14 | |||||||||||
| 15 | Won't be held liable for givin' knots that's untieable | Straight from Newark we Brick layers, Na Na slayers | 15 | |||||||||||
| 16 | Don't play our coach and pick players in Da Bricks | 16 | ||||||||||||
| 17 | R O Z, recognize my name | Get your shit popped locked and stolen | 17 | |||||||||||
| 18 | Rap G.I. Jane, rockin' colorful wide frames | Step back I'm holding, bitches be rolling | 18 | |||||||||||
| 1 | Straight from Newark, we Brick layers, Na Na slayers | 1 | ||||||||||||
| 2 | Don't play, I coach an' pick players | 2 | ||||||||||||
| 3 | 3 | |||||||||||||
| 4 | In Da Bricks, get your shit popped locked an' stolen | 4 | ||||||||||||
| 5 | Step back, I'm holdin', bitches be rollin' | 5 | ||||||||||||
| Ghetto style, I'ma stay that ripper | Ghetto style, I'ma stay that ripper | |||||||||||||
| 19 | Tryin' to get cash out the ass like a stripper | Tryin to get cash out the ass like a stripper | 19 | |||||||||||
| 20 | [Tame One] | 20 | ||||||||||||
| 21 | Dub O, I'm down for whateva, do what I gotta to get the cheddar | Dub O, I'm down for whatever | 21 | |||||||||||
| 22 | Fuck takin' over cities, we conquered galaxies an' better | Do what I gotta to get the cheddar | 22 | |||||||||||
| 23 | I was put here to crush CDs an' wreck tapes | Fuck taking over cities, we conquered galaxies and better | 23 | |||||||||||
| 24 | Make a false move, I put this whole fuckin' planet in checkmate | I was put here to crush CD's and wreck tapes | 24 | |||||||||||
| 25 | Make a false move, I put this whole | 25 | ||||||||||||
| 26 | Hell with this, we takin' over the spot | fucking planet in checkmate | 26 | |||||||||||
| 27 | I don't like to but I will resort to the glock | Hell with this, we taking over the spot | 27 | |||||||||||
| 28 | The whole camp is sick, you can't do nuttin' but like it | I don't like to, but I will resort to the glock | 28 | |||||||||||
| 29 | It's like when you drown, your ass sink quicker if you fight it | The whole camp is sick, you can't do nothing but like it | 29 | |||||||||||
| 30 | It's like when you drown, your ass | 30 | ||||||||||||
| 31 | Talkin' 'bout you used to rob niggaz with pump shotties | sink quicker if you fight it | 31 | |||||||||||
| 32 | I know you a club music nigga but you ain't got a jack in your body | Talking 'bout you used to rob niggas with pump shotty | 32 | |||||||||||
| 33 | You fake ass niggaz, gettin' screened like a short pass | I know you love club music nigga | 33 | |||||||||||
| 34 | An' if you incorrect, I'ma diamond cut your bastard ass | But you ain't got a jack in your body | 34 | |||||||||||
| 35 | You fake ass niggas, getting screened like a short pass | 35 | ||||||||||||
| 36 | You got mind control over me like Deebo but you ain't my friend | And if you incorrect | 36 | |||||||||||
| 37 | 'Cause when I'm around you be quiet | I'ma diamond cut your bastard ass | 37 | |||||||||||
| 38 | But when I leave you be talkin' again | You got mind control over me like Debo but you ain't my friend | 38 | |||||||||||
| 39 | But we gonna do it how you want 'cause I'm widdit to brawl with you | Cause when I'm around you be quiet but when | 39 | |||||||||||
| 40 | Now what if I put your bitch ass in a headlock an' fall witchu | I leave you be talking again | 40 | |||||||||||
| 41 | But we gonna do it how you want cause | 41 | ||||||||||||
| 42 | Yo niggaz, shut your windows an' close ya doorz | I'm with it to brawl with you | 42 | |||||||||||
| 43 | Comin' straight from Da Brick City | Now what if I put your bitch ass in a | 43 | |||||||||||
| 44 | Yo niggaz, shut your windows an' close ya doorz | headlock and fall with you | 44 | |||||||||||
| 45 | Comin' straight from Da Brick City | Y'all niggas, shut your windows and close ya doorz | 45 | |||||||||||
| 46 | Coming straight from Da Brick City (2X) | 46 | ||||||||||||
| 47 | Your bitch said aliens raped her an' her four friends | (C'mon Z) | 47 | |||||||||||
| 48 | But it was all the Outz, we dressed up as Martians | [Young-Z] | 48 | |||||||||||
| 49 | When I crack a brew, it's nuttin' else I'd rather do | Your bitch said aliens raped her and her four friends | 49 | |||||||||||
| 1 | But it was all or outs, we dressed up as Martians | 1 | ||||||||||||
| 2 | When I, crack a brew it's nothing else I'd rather do | 2 | ||||||||||||
| Hop out a cab or two to your avenue to battle you | Hop out a cab or two to your avenue to battle you | |||||||||||||
| 6 | 6 | |||||||||||||
| Your style get ate like Italian steak | Your style get ate like Italian steak | |||||||||||||
| 50 | Then I get Red to sell you achy or a pound of shake | Then I get Red to sell you achey or a pound of shake | 50 | |||||||||||
| 51 | Y'all can open up wide an' suck this dick | Y'all can open up wide and suck this dick | 51 | |||||||||||
| 52 | None of y'all niggaz can't fuck with Bricks | None of y'all niggas can fuck with Bricks | 52 | |||||||||||
| 53 | While you scrubbing dishes, we puffing swishes | 53 | ||||||||||||
| 54 | While you scrubbin' dishes, we puffin' Swishers | Fucking women ends up in the Benz trunk with switches | 54 | |||||||||||
| 7 | Fuckin' women ends up in the Benz trunk with switches | 7 | ||||||||||||
| We cop sixty-three nigs | We cop sixty-three nigs | |||||||||||||
| One from every spot, blunts be mystery mix | One from every spot, blunts be mystery mix | |||||||||||||
| 55 | We got, spots, all my niggas stay in Bricks | 55 | ||||||||||||
| 8 | We got spots, all my niggaz stay in Bricks | 8 | ||||||||||||
| While y'all stash clips in bags of Bar-B-Q potato chips | While y'all stash clips in bags of Bar-B-Q potato chips | |||||||||||||
| Plus your main honey loved us | Plus your main honey loved us | |||||||||||||
| 56 | Slip her some bomba, she'll fuck twenty of us | Slip her some bom-ba she'll fuck twenty of us | 56 | |||||||||||
| 57 | [Gov-Mattic] | 57 | ||||||||||||
| 58 | Yo, you pack that little ass gun like 'Harlem Nights' | Yo, you pack that little ass gun like Harlem Nights | 58 | |||||||||||
| 59 | After we brawl an' fight, yo' bitch, I'ma ball tonight | After we brawl and fight, yo bitch I'ma ball tonight | 59 | |||||||||||
| 60 | At shows we so tight, we flow like it's one mic | At shows we so tight we flow like it's one mic | 60 | |||||||||||
| 61 | Raw underground, yo Don, tell 'em what that dough like | Raw underground, yo Don, tell em what that dough like | 61 | |||||||||||
| 62 | [Diezzel Don] | 62 | ||||||||||||
| 63 | D. Don, I gets mine an' stay gettin' it | D. Don, I gets mine, and stay getting it | 63 | |||||||||||
| 64 | My thug mind'll brawl with rhymes an' stay shittin' it | My thug mind I'll brawl with rhymes | 64 | |||||||||||
| 3 | And stay shitting it | 3 | ||||||||||||
| Check my shine, iced out platinum like your pendant | Check my shine, iced out platinum like your pendant | |||||||||||||
| 65 | V.I.P. ghetto nigga, hustlin' an' spendin' | V.I.P. ghetto nigga, hustling and spending | 65 | |||||||||||
| 66 | Got bitches tricking trying to get with me | 66 | ||||||||||||
| 67 | Got bitches trickin', tryin' to get with me | Got police, flocking niggas trying to cop from me | 67 | |||||||||||
| 9 | Got police, flock niggaz tryin' to cop from me | 9 | ||||||||||||
| How many pounds you want, how many pounds you need? | How many pounds you want, how many pounds you need? | |||||||||||||
| 68 | I cultivate every block I go an' drop seeds, nigga | I cultivate, every block I go and drop seeds nigga | 68 | |||||||||||
| 69 | I grow trees, niggas know me, for being low key | 69 | ||||||||||||
| 10 | I grow trees, niggaz know me, for bein' low key | 10 | ||||||||||||
| That hustler from A.C. | That hustler from A.C. | |||||||||||||
| 70 | I'm steady shittin' on hoes | [Gov-Mattic] | 70 | |||||||||||
| 4 | I'm steady shitting on hoes | 4 | ||||||||||||
| Grand Royal like the Green Eyed Bandit | Grand Royal like the Green Eyed Bandit | |||||||||||||
| 71 | Jump straight in the Lex offa New Jersey transit | Jump straight in the Lex off a New Jersey transit | 71 | |||||||||||
| 11 | 11 | |||||||||||||
| Let my man spit that Don shit | Let my man spit that Don shit | |||||||||||||
| 72 | Gov-Matic spit that shit that's toxic, I rock shit | Gov-a-Mattic spit that shit that's toxic, I rock shit | 72 | |||||||||||
| It's that hot shit like Busta Bust got | It's that hot shit like Busta Bust got | |||||||||||||
| 73 | Plus I bust glock, on pussies, I trust not | Plus I bust glock, on pussies I trust not | 73 | |||||||||||
| 12 | 12 | |||||||||||||
| They get blown, burned like minutes on cell phone | They get blown, burned like minutes on cell phone | |||||||||||||
| 74 | Bring the terror to your block | Bring the terror to your block like the | 74 | |||||||||||
| 75 | Like the toughest nigga from jail home | toughest nigga from jail home | 75 | |||||||||||
| 76 | An' you dead gone when my squad come around | And you dead gone when my squad come 'round | 76 | |||||||||||
| We hella illa from Isabella to Downtown | We hella illa from Isabella to Downtown | |||||||||||||
| 77 | [outro] | 77 | ||||||||||||
| 78 | Comin' straight from Da Brick City | Coming straight from the Brick City (4x) | 78 | |||||||||||
| 79 | Comin' straight from Da Brick City | (Let's give a next round of applause for the Brick City) | 79 | |||||||||||
| 13 | Comin' straight from Da Brick City | 13 | ||||||||||||
| 14 | Comin' straight from Da Brick City | 14 | ||||||||||||
| 15 | 15 | |||||||||||||
| 16 | This is DJ Say What | 16 | ||||||||||||
| 17 | An' we're gonna blast y'all right now | 17 | ||||||||||||
| 18 | With the new cut by Redman, “I Don't Kare” | 18 | ||||||||||||
| 19 | On W0 Fuck All Y'all Radio | 19 | ||||||||||||
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