Redman, Method Man, Ready Roc - Blow Treez lyrics

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

"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

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!

'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?

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 spit's 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 Eukanuba 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

(Reggae adlib)