Luyện nghe bài hát Bk Anthem

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

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

Chillin in the in my b-boy stance
Don't make this kick like bruce lee roy pants
You know I'm smarter than Spock, vulinicly advanced
So this aluminum will your plans, that's how I'm doin em man
I Keep two in hand, in I've been drinkin
Seein double; I got one for you and twin
I got a nickel for thoughts, make your blood trickle
Leave smarts on the sidewalk, till the cops come and get you
The guns sprayin; with or you
Make your body whistle you. Young
I'm still official you
that nigga all the bitches whisper about. Ooh
Hes so terreferic, his like its about you
You can't tell me that everything he spits its not true
Im from the crack in the a fighter with my back against it all
a lighter, left my name in the hall. Young

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

Grew up on Lexington ave, my real high
Moved to the marcy project round the time I was
Had a in the heart of the sty'
So on the fourth or July, we would stop by
Man I ran through the bushes, bought pounds tha dreads
They had the best beef patties and bread
Played the album square mall straight the time I was gettin tall
Where niggas was snatchin pockets, leavin change on tha
18, regime roundin. Pink houses fort green niggas aint blend
Wasnt on the a train, d, g or the f
They set the cards low niggas snatch polo off your chest
new york, brushwick, fuck it, the whole BK
Brownsville, the warriors come out to play
Nigga you better roll deep goin coney 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 llamas goin
goin pray
But we respect real, you act a sheep, you goin be the next meal
The in on tha job
Gotta get in we fit in
Not rid the show and the is growin
Baby need new shoes, and you on 22's
And we got guns big as
And you and the spot showin off like owens
Hella mornice
You hold your ground, if you a strong house
Then the fours will you down and its back to the home town. Yes

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