Luyện nghe bài hát Bk Anthem

B-I up?
Long as I got a voice, you got a voice my nigga.

BK; stand up, Brooklyn; throw your up
If you wit me, lick a shot for

Chillin in the in my b-boy stance
Don't make this four-fifth kick like lee roy pants
You know I'm smarter than Spock, vulinicly more
So this will foil your plans, that's how I'm doin em man
I Keep two in hand, in case been drinkin
double; I got one for you and your twin
I got a nickel for your thoughts, your blood trickle
Leave your smarts on the sidewalk, till the cops and get you
The guns sprayin; with or you
Make body whistle without you. Young
I'm still official you
that nigga all the bitches whisper about. Ooh
Hes so terreferic, his like its about you
You tell me that everything he spits that its not true
Im from the crack in the wall; a fighter with my back it all
Took a lighter, left my name in the hall.

{BK; stand up, Brooklyn; throw hands up
If you wit me, lick a for biggie}x2

up on Lexington ave, my sights real high
Moved to the marcy project round the time I was
Had a great-grandmother in the heart of the
So on the or July, we would always stop by
Man I ran the bushes, bought pounds from tha dreads
They had the beef patties and cocoa bread
Played the square mall straight round the time I was gettin tall
niggas was snatchin pockets, leavin change on tha floor
18, regime roundin. Pink houses fort green niggas they aint
safe on the a train, d, g or the f
They set the cards low like niggas snatch polo off your
East new york, brushwick, it, the whole BK
Brownsville, where the warriors come out to
Nigga you better roll deep goin through island
Cause one way out nigga, one way in nigga

{BK; stand up, Brooklyn; you hands up
If you wit me, lick a shot for

Everywhere you go, brooklyns in tha house(if you up the chain)
The is in tha house, the jooks is in rout
The on tha way
Standouts first, then tha goin spray
Mamas goin
But we respect real, you act like a sheep, you be the next meal
The in on tha job
Gotta get in we fit in
Not rid the show and the kids is
Baby new shoes, and you sitting on 22's
And we got guns big as
And you and the spot showin off like terrell
mornice nigga
You better hold your ground, if you a house
Then the will blow you down and its back to the home town. Yes

{BK; stand up, Brooklyn; your hands up
If you wit me, lick a shot for