Luyện nghe bài hát Brooklyn

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We here 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 Greene lean
Clinton Hills, Red Hook look, man
no shook hands in Brooklyn
Son your can be took man

threw off bridges
One hard top, two bitches
Ride through the borough two fo fifths
open up like two door 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 right Fab, wavin the flag
I'm Nostrand Ave
I came to the game in my Daddy Kane chain
Niggas it up smooth they didn't want to hear the bang, bang

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ask Flex, he used to run the
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 fly you know, Bushwick sick
I walk that East New walk, Brownsville grill
Got my Greene lean, Clinton Hills chill

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