Luyện nghe bài hát Brooklyn

Is in here tonight?

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

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

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

I make 'em change the New York
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 game in my Daddy Kane
Niggas gave it up smooth they didn't want to hear the bang,

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

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

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

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

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

East New York will shoot you, they dap homey
Brownsville will rob ya, they clap your
Bed-Stuy, get you for a hundred grams
Get a Coney nigga to pull the trigga 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
Like Shyne in the club I throw 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 East New York walk, Brownsville grill
Got my Fort Greene lean, Hills chill

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