Luyện nghe bài hát Brooklyn

Is in here tonight?

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We right BIG
Your boy sittin on top a hair wig
Bed-Stuy fly or sick
East New York, the Brownsville grill, ill

You see I got a Greene lean
Clinton Hills, Red Hook look, man
no shook hands in Brooklyn
Son life can be took man

Then off bridges
One top, two soft bitches
Ride through the borough with two fo
Phantom open up like two fridges

I make 'em the New York digits
718 to 187
To 212 to 211
Your boy's back a new one son

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I'm right here Fab, the flag
I'm Nostrand Ave
I came to take the in my Daddy Kane chain
Niggas gave it up smooth they didn't want to the bang, bang

I'm on my bully shit
The Flatbush Bushwick hoodie shit
Half a bank roll
Bank stop, anybody what's your bank

Big B's on the
Spread love the way, B how's it feel?
I'm on my Robin Thicke
Shit ever get thick I'm back to niggas quick

Trick, clip, ante up, all you
pull your panties up
Whole borough is with me your cannons up
Buck one for Bucktown, Brooklyn the fuck?

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I'm right hoe
New York Uncle Murda feelin good
I hooked up with Jigga got my out the hood
Marcy is back now at niggas
Now they can't say Jay ain't sign a Brooklyn

Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
Shootin somebody up for off the packs
Or goin to the lookin for somethin to dap
Or runnin up in the like where the safe at?

East New will shoot you, they dap your homey
Brownsville will rob ya, they clap your
Bed-Stuy, get you killed for a grams
Get a Coney Island nigga to pull the trigga man, C.I. up?

Ask Flex, he used to run the
Brooklyn had scared to rep they borough
Murda, I'm a rep to the fullest
Like Shyne in the I throw bullets, bullets

Ha son, a like it or not thing, nah mean?
This one is for
I'm in my Bed-Stuy fly you know, Bushwick
I walk that East New walk, Brownsville grill
Got my Greene lean, Clinton Hills chill

Red Hook look, Flatbush push, nah mean?
Cypress feel, Crown Heights tight with it
The swerve, Coney Island stylin on 'em
Canarsie flossin, Park Slope dope you
Ya dig, its for