Luyện nghe bài hát Bk Anthem

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

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

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

{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 in the heart of the sty'
So on the fourth or July, we always stop by
Man I ran through the bushes, bought from tha dreads
had the best beef patties and cocoa bread
Played the album square mall straight round the time I was tall
Where was snatchin pockets, leavin change on tha floor
18, regime roundin. Pink houses fort green niggas they aint
Wasnt on the a train, d, g or the f
They set the cards low niggas snatch polo off your chest
East new york, brushwick, fuck it, the BK
Brownsville, where the warriors out to play
Nigga you better deep goin through coney island
Cause theres one way out nigga, one way in

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

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, tha llamas goin spray
Mamas pray
But we respect real, you act like a sheep, you goin be the meal
The in on tha job
get in where we fit in
Not rid the and the kids is growin
Baby need new shoes, and you sitting on
And we got guns big as
And you and the spot showin off like owens
Hella nigga
You better hold your ground, if you a house
Then the fours will blow you down and its back to the town. Yes

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