Brick City Codeine lyrics

[Intro: Redman & DJ Scoob Doo]
Let's take Down South for a ride right quick, n*gga
Let's go down, nine five real quick
Let's take 'em all the way to ATL, North Carolina
Ayy, yeah, whoa (South Carolina, Texas, Tennesse)
Yeah, whoa (Gilla House n*ggas) (Mississippi)
Yeah, whoa (Turn the beat up a little bit, air this motherf*cker out)
Yeah (All the way to Miami, n*gga)
Let's go

[Verse 1: Redman & DJ Scoob Doo]
Yo, yo, I can ride in a [?], still mack a b*tch, yo
Uncle of the hood, everybody play my kin folk
Fifty grand, insult, homie, my ends low
Box you in like [?], Gilla House (ten, four)
Sixteen so fire, my breath blow brimstone
Got a gang of birds, but they ran by Jim Jones
They hood b*tches, that love way a brother flow
When my mama water broke, she needed a water boat (Let's go)
'Cause I'm a killer whale, sour from Isabelle
My ma just hit it once, she almost sh*t herself
'Cause I'm the bomb, baby, chronic dot com
Have more brass than ya lawn, way before I got signed, baby
'Cause I'm a true smoker, f*ck you, school's over
Veterans respect me, youngins, move over
'Cause it's the D.O., keep my—
[Outro: Redman & DJ Scoob Doo]
Yo, turn that sh*t off (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up)
Gooooooddamn (We gotta go down some more)
Let's take it to New Orleans
Can I get something else, man?
Gooooddamn (Let's take it to the father of four)
Th—