Blow Treez Lyrics

"This should be played at high volume
Preferably in a residential area"
Gilla House niggas!
[Reggea adlib]

[Hook]
"Want you to know, ya"
`Round here we blow treez
`Round here we blow treez
`Round here we blow treez
"Can you understand?"
`Round here we blow treez
`Round here we blow treez
`Round here we blow treez

[Redman]
Hey yo move out, roll in
Haters out, hoes in
Walk in the club, low brim
Hanging out like clothes pins
I hustle flow/ do my show/ attract women
Keep that heat and the John Lennon
Boy you won`t catch me arguin`
Brick City, that`s right! Hood down, hands up!
Red "Lord of the Ring" (clean?), lookin` for that Precious
I`m talking weed and women, when the trouble come I`m `bout it
Shit I`d rather get caught with my gun then get caught without it
It`s Gilla House nigga, you know we here to smoke
DJ keep it Kool, Reggie let me UH-HAH clear my throat
When I`m in yo` town man`, you better act a fool
Turn your college dorm to Rodney Dangerfield- Back to School!

[Hook]

[Ready Roc]
`Round here we blow treez (blow treez)
`Til our nose bleed
Started with a quarter then slowly smoked up a O-Z
Ready keep it raw like a nigga ordered a whole ki`
"Nigga let me hit ya blunt" Nah, you don`t know me
Gilla! Gilla House and Gotti click
Bang like karate flicks
Duck when the shotty spit
Or land in a pile of shit
Known to make you cowards bleed
Smokin` on that Sour Dies`
That cali weed`s
So funky we call it cottage cheese
I`m in the powered V-12
Look at all these females
Jockin` me cuz of all the records that we sell
Got them pounds for retail
Hit me on my email
And drop bombs dot com, yo who need L`s?

[Hook]

Yo, yo my bud`ll do ya
Method Man constant drug abuser
Occasional boozer
And I`m slick as Rick the Ruler
I piss in the sewer
Underground man, I spits manure
Plus make maneuvers
With Doc/ That sixteen shot/ Ruger
Is back on your block/ blastin` a shot/ like screw ya
Fuck everybody that knew ya
My dogs are Oogka-Dupa
They Bark and they bite
I Darken your life
Muthafuckas slippin` like wearing Gators Walking on ice
This is New Edition, I`m Hot Tonite
I spit it right/ ya Gots to like
Tell Sean Paul I Gots a light
One in the head, Stop ya life
Huh, my niggas stay on the block/
Slingin` them rocks/ until the Cops (indict?)
Ya heard

[Hook]
[Reggae adlib]