Aye

This is DJ Say What?
Kicking your ass on WKYA GILLA HOUSE RADIO
Yeah niggas, I'm back
And the weather outside is hot in a motherfucker
But we cold chillin' in the Brick City
So kick back, light your blunts
Put your hands on a big black greasy ass and turn the music up
As we take your ass on the ride on WKYA

Yo, I'm on a New Jersey transit picking a weed at 18
Thinking big how to hit the rap scene (uh)
Besides weed, I was dedicated to music
It needed cure and I had the vaccine (uh)
Look at me now, ma, I made it
Without phallus, I used to pin as the firearm
Now the world recognized, Brick City on my back
Look, my spine got a metal rod (hoo!)

Carrying weight like Barry Seale when I talk
There's 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 (word up)
MC with a blue collar bill
But when it come to bud, I blew by the mill
I ain't rich, nigga, but I got respect
And if you think you know the hook, don't get cocky yet

We go, aye, we movin' like, aye
They lookin' like, aye, they want it like, aye
We do it like, aye
And if you in your car, blow your horn like
If you on your grind, girl, let me hear you go

Aye, we movin' like, aye
They lookin' like, aye, they want it like, aye
We do it like, aye
And if you in your car, blow your horn like
If you on your grind, nigga, let me hear you go

Aye, aye, aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye
Aye, aye, aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye
Aye, aye, aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye
Aye, aye, aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye

I wake up and thank God for another one
That means more cannabis in the bottle, huh
That mean more drop tops to drop
More time with my kids, so in the gym, boy, I double up (yessir)
Huh, my dreams I'm living in
I developed a militant discipline (let's go, nigga)
Now the niggas around me, they learn how to eat
Fuckin' with my food, bro, we gon' take it to the streets like

Aye, we movin' like, aye
They lookin' like, aye, they want it like, aye
We do it like, aye
And if you in your car, blow your horn like
If you on your grind, girl, let me hear you go

Aye, we movin' like, aye (let's go)
They lookin' like, aye, they want it like, aye
We do it like, aye
And if you in your car, blow your horn like (hoo!)
If you on your grind, nigga, let me hear you go, aye

Let me hear you go
Let me hear you go (aye)
Let me hear you go
I know y'all still vibing with me
Let me hear you go (hoo!)
You tuned in to WKYA Radio
Turn me up some
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