Bricks at the Pen

[Chorus: 38 Spesh, Kool G Rap] Huh, I'm tired of throwing bricks at the pen, nigga Eyes locked on the jackpot We're trying to get that "World Is Ours" blimp figures Bitch niggas resent killas Clique full of rich niggas Chinchilla cover my bitch figure [Verse 1: Kool G Rap] Baby Face Nelson in the tower of the Shelton Niggas run up, shells from hell gon' melt 'em Some niggas ain't feel 'em, some of them felt 'em There's butter on some Belgiums, I eat them niggas for breakfast in Belgium (What) 20 thousand karats hanging down to the belt, man Louisville luggage, call up the bellman, that's twelve grand (Twelve grand) Sick of the scraping, need this paper like he's Warren Buffett (Warren Buffet) Niggas disgusted, never trust a firearm or tuck it (Uh) Keep twenty shooters ’round me and my nigga 38 (Yeah) Got sturdy 8s aimed right at your face, baby, we're merging weight You fuck around I'll tie all you niggas with dirty tape We raise hairs, the other thing raised here is the murder rate Let's pray [Chorus: 38 Spesh, Kool G Rap] Huh, I'm tired of throwing bricks at the pen, nigga Eyes locked on the jackpot We're trying to get that 'World Is Ours' blimp figures Bitch niggas resent killas Clique full of rich niggas Chinchilla cover my bitch figure Huh, I'm tired of throwing bricks at the pen, nigga Eyes locked on the jackpot We're trying to get that 'World Is Ours' blimp figures Bitch niggas resent killas Clique full of rich niggas Chinchilla cover my bitch figure [Verse 2: 38 Spesh] Huh, stay away from niggas whose Bent is straight shady Used to pay the strip, now real estate pay me My man finna ride, he finna take eighty Told him "Be cool on Interstate 80" Swerve through Pennsylvania A nigga playing with my paper, one call'll turn your block to Pistol-mania We still cop burners from Arabians Unidentified, the murders was miscellaneous If you don't want to die then pay me then They found 'em hog-tied with his lady friend Huh, I catch a nigga coming out the ATM Huh, I'm trying to get eighty Ms I'm throwing bricks at the pen, you chilling on the strip, that's a sin My workers switch shifts after ten I ride around looking for a bitch I can bend Thick with dark skin, that's what I recommend, huh [Chorus: 38 Spesh, Kool G Rap] Huh, I'm tired of throwing bricks at the pen, nigga Eyes locked on the jackpot We're trying to get that 'World Is Ours' blimp figures Bitch niggas resent killas Clique full of rich niggas Chinchilla cover my bitch figure Huh, I'm tired of throwing bricks at the pen, nigga Eyes locked on the jackpot We're trying to get that 'World Is Ours' blimp figures Bitch niggas resent killas Clique full of rich niggas Chinchilla cover my bitch figure