Luyện nghe bài hát Brooklyn Babies

Bobby, I'm of yo' shit, nigga!
I'm of you comin' in at 3 o'clock in the fucking mornin'
(Yo, yo, yo, yo)
Nigga, you got a family
You act you don't fuckin' know that shit
(Check)
(Yo, yo, yo)
Nigga, what the

(Yo, yo, yo, yo)
Digital, these niggas be crazy
(Growin' up in Cali)
up as a Brooklyn baby
(Yo, yo, yo)
Bedstuy, this is my
(Yo, yo, yo)

A Brooklyn baby, I was born up in King's
Inside the womb months before the Queen found me
Up in wroughty with fiends around me
Now roam gat in Staten with team around me

They called me Bobby, cousin, really got the black
Taught his son how to spike like Lee Harvey
Oswald, well that ends well
My big brother Divine, he the Benz well

I got the Range, broke and rockin' heavy chains
I'm from the tribe of men who bury Kings
On the of the A-train, my daydream
Should I make a hit or should I take cream?

From the Clan that you Cash Rules
I soul grind tracks, you grab ass too
Give respect to the when he pass through
have a chocolate deluxe in a glass shoe

Cousin Billy, known to strap the Uzi
Two-two in front of the Jakes like Ruby
Live on TV you see B-O-B-B-Y
D-I-G-I-T-A-L, A-L, ain't too well

Digital, niggas should be crazy
up as a Brooklyn baby
Bedstuy, this is my

Digital, niggas should be crazy
up as a Brooklyn baby
This is how I my life
(Yeah)

Peace Lafyetee, Stuyvesant, X
Shot dice on green, we live Calasky y'all
It's Fred Glassy, zig-zag-zig traffic
Get the herb, get the God, Ra'

the word on things?
Through the I heard the bangin' sounds
In the background, down
I'm spittin' the people missin'
We extreme with the murder theme
Don't sleep, get ya head to the white meat

Big guns, down South we
Shippin' back up North, it's the Weston
Texan, no trespassin'
Long mics hit the arm
Planet Earth, home of

Brooklyn, I was physically born, torn
Rough tacklin' the streets, Allah Math' Technics
We bring heat to the block party, Bacardi
Baggin' for the homies who ain't here

Digital, these niggas be crazy
Growin' up as a baby
Bedstuy, is my life

(Bobby, you know why, that I said about you)
Digital, these should be crazy
(That's right, you shit, nigga)
up as a Brooklyn baby
(You ain't shit, but a big dick and a cheque)
This is how I my life
(All fuckin' Brooklyn shit, Shaolin shit)

(Nigga, the fuck up!)
Digital, these niggas be crazy
(What the is up with you, nigga?)
(You shit, nigga)
up as a Brooklyn baby
(Comin' in high off shit)
(What the fuck?)
Bedstuy, this is my
(I'm of yo' shit)
(What the is that shit anyway?)

(What the fuck?)
Digital, these should be crazy
(And cousin Billy, I'm sick of that mothafucka)
up as a Brooklyn baby
(That could never come up in this)
This is how I live my
(Mothafuckin' house again)

(He's a criminal mothafuckin' gangsta, see shit?)
Digital, these should be crazy
(A criminal, I'm of that shit)
up as a Brooklyn baby
(I'm of yo' shit, Bobby)
Bedstuy, this is my
(Brooklyn this, that)
(What the fuck, nigga?)

Digital, niggas should be crazy
(I don't why I love your stupid ass anyway)
up as a Brooklyn baby
(Pssh, but I do you Bobby )
This is how I live my

Digital, these niggas should be
up as a Brooklyn baby
Bedstuy, this is my

Digital, these niggas should be
Growin' up as a Brooklyn
is how I live my life