Luyện nghe bài hát Brooklyn

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We right BIG
Your boy on top like a hair wig
fly or Bushwick 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 your can be took man

threw off bridges
One hard top, two bitches
Ride through the borough two fo fifths
Phantom open up like two fridges

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

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

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

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

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

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I'm right hoe
East New Uncle 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 ain't a Brooklyn nigga

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

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

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

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

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