Welcome 2 Da Bricks

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