Bricks at the Pen Kool G Rap & 38 Spesh

[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