Luyện nghe bài hát Brooklyn

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

You see I got a Fort lean
Clinton Hills, Red Hook look, man
Ain't no shook in Brooklyn
Son life can be took man

threw off bridges
One hard top, two soft
Ride through the with two fo fifths
Phantom open up like two door

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, wavin the
I'm from Ave
I came to take the in my Daddy Kane chain
Niggas it up smooth they didn't want to hear the bang, bang

I'm back on my bully
The Flatbush Bushwick black hoodie
Half a billion bank
Bank stop, anybody what's bank hold?

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

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

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

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

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

Ask Flex, he to run the Tunnel
had dudes scared to rep they borough
Uncle Murda, I'm a rep to the
Like Shyne in the club I throw bullets,

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

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