(feat. Dr. Dre, Six Two)



[Verse 1: The D.O.C.]

big baller, of blind diggy

black foe dipply

quickly, run into your city like Jeepsy

I kept a half of ounce

and I'm rude to get the cash and bounce

51 mansion, I ain't stopped, see what doin' the asking

all these player haters doin' this blasting

so while these fools words be heated like fashion

I'm gon' cash-in, what, I'm workin' with a full grip

ain't no featurin' that bullshit, so I'll pull shit

out like a presidential

sleek and stay illegal like the governmental

fake is backache, all the time

got my shit lookin' bright like a shoes shine

rub you off like massage when I'm on the grind

cause in my mind

you better get yours, cause I'ma get mine, fool.....



[Chorus: Dr. Dre]

stackin' them bricks got you trippin'

them bricks and them cakes got you slippin'

a flock of birds got you on the yard sippin'

or gettin' cheese in pay, all day, Gorilla Pympin'



stackin' them bricks got you trippin'

them bricks and them cakes got you slippin'

a flock of birds got you on the yard sippin'

or maybe gettin' paid, all day, Gorilla Pympin'



[Verse 2: The D.O.C.]

now I'ma drop into it right quick, G shit

you finna get the convict, subliminal bomb shit

criminal, monoply, philosophy

mean dollar properties, cheese overseas, status

peep my macks are my apparatus

known for my gift the Grammer

from Atlanta to Atlantis, I handle this, pound for pound

brought you the scandalous, break it down

I'm gonna give you what you need

full balls, big dick and straight weed

or get wet up fool you better get up

and get yours from the D.O.P, fuckin' with me

smooth Jackson, Bro Bax and Kool Max

on criminal contacts be lovin' my platinum plaques

but that ain't who I'ma goes at

on the real, dollar bills mothafucker, can you afford that.....



[Chorus: Dr. Dre]

stackin' them bricks got you trippin'

them bricks and them cakes got you slippin'

a flock of birds got you on the yard sippin'

or gettin' cheese in pay, all day, Gorilla Pympin'



stackin' them bricks got you trippin'

them bricks and them cakes got you slippin'

a flock of birds got you on the yard sippin'

or maybe gettin' paid, all day, Gorilla Pympin'



[Break: Dr. Dre]

It's goin' on and on nigga

It's goin' on and on and on

It's goin' on and on my nigga

It's goin' on and on and on

It's goin' on and on nigga

It's goin' on and on and on

It's goin' on and on my nigga

G's goin' on and on and on



[Verse 3: Six Two]

Knick Knack Patty Wack, give the dog a bone

now give him a chicken till my nigga is on

it don't stop, until your life get popped

and you can send them viberatin' when you dropped

hot jam, better then the rest of them

I'm, therefore

I pack a flour when I'm on my tour

if we can make it though, niggaz actin' hardcore

it ain't the coast though, nigga it's the cash flow

order ass-holes, for sheezy best believe me

ain't no tellin' where my G's be

nationality, reality niggaz salary or locality

uh the grand finale, on my way back from Cali'

fuckin twin bitches, and they grins for they ends

and it's on nigga, rocks slangin' to you like the dirty cop

clock till the world stopped, make them all dropped

my nigga Doc' empty out the whole box

I set it off, come on, come out get yours

talkin' about your old black clothes

Caddillac doors, money from bad hoes

you know that's how Gorilla Pympin' goes

realize that you gotta get yours

all dimes, all the time

you better get yours, cause I'ma get mine, fool.....



[Chorus: Dr. Dre]

stackin' them bricks got you trippin'

them bricks and them cakes got you slippin'

a flock of birds got you on the yard sippin'

or gettin' cheese in hate, all day, Gorilla Pympin'



stackin' them bricks got you trippin'

them bricks and them cakes got you slippin'

a flock of birds got you on the yard sippin'

or maybe gettin' paid, all day, Gorilla Pympin'



[Outro: Six Two talking]

nigga the world's on your hand

you got game, nigga learnt know how to gain