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[Intro] This is DJ Say What Kicking your ass on WKYA Gila House radio Yeah, niggas, I'm back And the weather outside is hot as a motherfucker But we cold chilling in the Brick City So kick back, light your blunts Put your hands on a big fat greasy ass, and turn the music up As we take your ass on the ride on WKYA [Verse 1] Yo, I'm on the New Jersey transit, picking up weed at eighteen Thinking big how to hit the rap scene (Uh) Besides weed, I was dedicated to music It needed a cure and I had the vaccine (Uh) Look at me now, ma, I made it without violence I used the pen as the firearm Now the world rеcognize Brick City on my back Look, my spine got a metal rod (Woo) Carrying wеight like Barry Seale when I talk (Yeah) This food for thought, no need to add in the sauce Where I come from, boy, nothing to digest Mentally, I'm a straight rebel like INS (What up?) MC with a blue collar feel But when it come to bud, I blew by the mill' (Yeah) I ain't rich, nigga, but I got respect and if you Think you know the hook, don't get cocky yet [Chorus] We go ayy We moving like ayy (Ayy) They looking like ayy They want it like ayy We do it like ayy And if you in your car, blow your horn like If you on your grind, girl, let me hear you go ayy We moving like ayy (Let's go) They looking like ayy They want it like ayy We do it like ayy And if you in your car blow your horn like If you on your grind, nigga, let me hear you go, "Ayy" Ayy, ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy [Verse 2] I wake up and thank God for another one That mean more cannabis in a brother lung That means more drop tops to drop more time with my kids So in the gym, boy, I double-up (Yes, sir) Huh, my dreams I'm living it I developed a militant discipline (Let's go, nigga) Now the niggas around me, they learned how to eat Fuckin' with food bro, we gon' take it to the streets like [Chorus] Ayy We moving like ayy (Ayy) They looking like ayy They want it like ayy We do it like ayy And if you in your car, blow your horn like If you on your grind, girl, let me hear you go ayy We moving like ayy (Let's go) They looking like ayy They want it like ayy We do it like ayy And if you in your car blow your horn like (Woo) If you on your grind, nigga, let me hear you go, "Ayy" [Outro] Let me hear you go Let me hear you go, "Ayy" Let me hear you go (I know y'all still vibin' with me) Let me hear you go, woo You're tuned in to WKYA Radio Turn me up some WKYA, the station that brings you Soul Music