[Intro: DJ Squeeky]
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[Chorus: Criminal Manne & Snoop Dogg]
Fist full of bricks in my hand, I'm the mane
Y'alls niggas better recognize
Fist full of bricks in my hand, I'm the mane
Servin' fiends, servin' fiends, servin' fiends after fiend
Fist full of bricks in my hand, I'm the mane
Y'alls niggas better recognize
Fist full of bricks in my hand, I'm the mane
Servin' fiends, servin' fiends, servin' fiends, after fiend
[Verse 1: Criminal Manne]
Fresh up out the jailhouse, nah, 2-0-1 is not the state pen
First day on the street I'm flatfoot tryna get my ass in
Niggas they try to avoid me, give me excuses like I'm some kind of ho
So I put work to the junkies on the street, I need a forty-four
Junkies got about they the business 'cause in two days I was strapped
Now I'm scopin', tryna catch a lemon low, and I catch 'em while he nap
Checkin' out the scene, about three agents tryna get paid
Saw this house that I can get plenty of cheese, gotta invade
In the junt with my pump, thangs goin' exactly how I planned
Grab the bitch by her throat and squashed the baby with my hand
Screamin' to her nigga, "Drop it, drop it off your ass, bitch"
If he don't understand my demands the bitch gon' die, trick
The lemon he followed my order so quick that he took me straight to the dope, money and cash
Then I bailed out the junt, but first you know I had to blast
Runnin' down the street, now I'm smilin' 'cause I'm finna get rich
I'ma be the mane with the ammo 'cause with a fist full of bricks
[Chorus: Criminal Manne & Snoop Dogg]
Fist full of bricks in my hand, I'm the mane
Y'alls niggas better recognize
Fist full of bricks in my hand, I'm the mane
Servin' fiends, servin' fiends, servin' fiends after fiend
Fist full of bricks in my hand, I'm the mane
Y'alls niggas better recognize
Fist full of bricks in my hand, I'm the mane
Servin' fiends, servin' fiends, servin' fiends, after fiend
Fist full of bricks in my hand, I'm the mane
Y'alls niggas better recognize
[Verse 2: Killa Murphy]
I wake up high than a motherfucker, brush, fade and break
I got a cone, ho, and full of rockstars fiendin' for the snow
Makin' cheese, bitch, please, can't a ho interfere with my ends
Buster bitch, and hit the throttle, take my bottle, I'm in the wind
Bitch, fear clean 'bout my hustle, fuck a buster, I serve where I be, you disagree? *gunshot* Motherfucker, Killa-Nigga
Quick to spin the shredder, Lynchburg raised, ain't no love
Show your blood, motherfucker, on your grave is a shell from the slug
One more nigga six-ten-three, and I sweat to the curb
I'm workin' on my own, nigga
Slip, I'm on a stang, slip in my mask, drop the ten (Break yourself, bitch)
Killa Murphy, gankin', breakin' bitches, makin' cheese, 'bout my hustle
Blowin' weed, twistin caps and shakin' bitches like dandruff
'Cause only cheese, please, player, crease, I keep a yalk, bitch
I hope you niggas fuck off, I'm lettin' you know I got a fist full of bricks
[Chorus: Criminal Manne & Snoop Dogg]
Fist full of bricks in my hand, I'm the mane
Y'alls niggas better recognize
Fist full of bricks in my hand, I'm the mane
Serving fiends, servin' fiends, servin' fiends after fiend
Fist full of bricks in my hand, I'm the mane
Y'alls niggas better recognize
Fist full of bricks in my hand, I'm the mane
Serving fiends, servin' fiends, servin' fiends after fiend
[Verse 3: Buck, Criminal Manne & Thugsta]
Fist full of bricks, it's insane, slangin' that shit on the track, sellin' that crack with my dogs, tryna make gettin' rich
Bail-well in the game, twenties and tens, I'm the mane
Assed out ain't no shame, I'ma scope a bitch, stick 'em up, lame
Lay it down, lay it down
Where the stangs and your motherfuckin' dope?
Cheese to please a player, bitch, nigga, drop it off 'fore I smoke you, ho
Vamp back to the hood on the track, slangin' that shit
Ah, mane, here come them folks (Let's go, mane)
Vamp through the cut, start scopin' pigs
Pimpin' ass niggas servin' 'em fiends all about my hustle, I'm makin' that green, still fucked in the game 'til I get bailed, comin' clean
Poppin' the clip in the TEC, I saw some of you niggas are slippin'
You and trippin'
I'm gettin' the grip on the weapon, I'm steppin' up slowly to your track
And I gotta get my serve on, bail and strikin' with some of these bailed-up busters better hope I get them fist full of bricks
[Chorus: Criminal Manne & Snoop Dogg]
Fist full of bricks in my hand, I'm the mane
Y'alls niggas better recognize
Fist full of bricks in my hand, I'm the mane
Servin' fiends, servin' fiends, servin' fiends after fiend
Fist full of bricks in my hand, I'm the mane
Y'alls niggas better recognize
Fist full of bricks in my hand, I'm the mane
Servin' fiends, servin' fiends, servin' fiends, after fiend
