The Bricks

Lyrics
[Intro] Newark, New Jersey Newark, New Jersey [Chorus: K-Mack] We're representin' The Bricks with our hammers in the air Makin' it clear, never soft, we're strictly Hardwe're So all must beware of the psychological fear Don't hesitate and let it be known, ''Hardwe're is it'' [Verse 1: Little 7] I wanna make a million Dollars, that's why I rob, steal and hold up I'm crazy over money (Yeah), so Dunkin' know I'm Donuts Intelligence? You better find it Or I'ma shoot you in your one-track brain and leave your ass open-minded I'm equipped, fifty clips, chrome-coated My nine got an airbag, AC and stereo, it's fully loaded Monkey see, monkey do, monkey not me Monkey you, I shitted on your whole crew (Ha-ha) So check any source and vibe with this ebony king But you don't know about essence, so you Jet like black magazines I'm mean, not Joe Greene, bell go ding Rock n' Roll with Bruce Steen-spring punches that Sting Before you think about a fair fight, wear tight strings And say your prayer right, me take a loss? (Ha-ha, yeah, right) Jealous and phony niggas tried If you're a two-faced nigga, I'll catch a double homicide [Chorus: K-Mack] We're representin' The Bricks with our hammers in the air Makin' it clear, never soft, we're strictly Hardwe're So all must beware of the psychological fear Don't hesitate and let it be known, ''Hardwe're is it'' [Post-Chorus] The land I'm in is called Newark, New Jersey The Bricks, The Bricks, Newark, New Jersey The land I'm in is called Newark, New Jersey The Bricks, The Bricks, Newark, New Jersey [Verse 2: Little 7, Hahz The Rippa] Yo, many tried and got ripped, others packed up and split 'Cause I'm hard to beat like a half-inched dick Yo, where your girl? I like to fuck In her ear, in her nose or even her butt, shit I won't hesitate to begin, I'll treat that pussy like a street That can't go no more and stick my dick there in No type of foreplay, now, ooh, shit's swole She fucked sixteen-nine boys but only 7 made that Tootsie Roll I be the with the B spelled with the B, Hahz with a B Don't diss with The B, I might call you itch with a B Quickly if you not with the quickie on the block Need the extra dough, so I flipped a quick key North so cold, it makes me cough I'm livin' In the barrel like the Devil's gun with the safety off Love my friendly bitches from housin' Oh, Lord please let life give me a couple thousand, shit A-yo, I only hit dime pieces, I got nine pieces That's dime piece, speakin' of pieces, nigga, I'm Reese's We're comin' straight from NWK Our problem kid, doin' our bid every day [Chorus: K-Mack] We're representin' The Bricks with our hammers in the air Makin' it clear, never soft, we're strictly Hardwe're So all must beware of the psychological fear Don't hesitate and let it be known, ''Hardwe're is it'' [Post-Chorus] The land I'm in is called Newark, New Jersey The Bricks, The Bricks, Newark, New Jersey (Clinton ave) The land I'm in is called Newark, New Jersey The Bricks, The Bricks, Newark, New Jersey [Refrain: K-Mack] A-yo, the wrench and the hammer represents, ''Hardwe're'' Cruddy gear on my rear represents, ''Hardwe're'' The balled fist and three fingers represents, ''Hardwe're'' ''Hardwe're is it, Hardwe're is it'' [Verse 3: Little 7] Yo, I be dissin' a lot of NBA players just for fun I'll punch Michael in the jaw then smack Kenny and his son I know this drunk named Reggie, he drink Miller, nothin' different I got mad hoes, I'm down with Scottie and we be pimpin' Wanna be down with MAC'in, I got more tricks than Pat So don't Knicks me off, when I count you in I flip scripts (Flip scripts) and switch skits (Switch skits) They put my picture in some doodoo 'cause, yo, I'll be on some shit I got the wild wood that give girls great adventures In the dark, showin' sexual action in the park Fuck them psychic hot lines, they be lyin' Threw on some army fatigue, then I went to war with Dionne 'Cause that day that buildin' blew up to bits I gave her a call, and she ain't say shit but she's so psychic Until the next verse, I command you to jam through Three strikes, I'm out of here like shampoo [Chorus: K-Mack] We're representin' The Bricks with our hammers in the air Makin' it clear, never soft, we're strictly Hardwe're So all must beware of the psychological fear Don't hesitate and let it be known, ''Hardwe're is it'' [Post-Chorus] The land I'm in is called Newark, New Jersey The Bricks, The Bricks, Newark, New Jersey The land I'm in is called Newark, New Jersey The Bricks, The Bricks, Newark, New Jersey (The Diamond District) [Refrain: K-Mack] A-yo, the wrench and the hammer represents, ''Hardwe're'' Cruddy gear on my rear represents, ''Hardwe're'' The balled fist and three fingers represents, ''Hardwe're'' ''Hardwe're is it, Hardwe're is it''
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Credits
- Writers
- Hahz the Rippa
- K-Mack
- Little 7 (Hardwe’re)