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Brownsville's the place where seem the livest Cops get down, body counts only risin' Them streets look full to ya, villains look to ya niggas'll slaughter ya
For goose Nautica, you got jewels? 'em, son, 'cause there's a thousand niggas broke And we all got And you what that means
Niggas be like they smokin' caffeine Lookin' to do a quick stick, and swift With your [Incomprehensible] on hip, ready to flip you empty your grip, dip
And get the up out of Dodge if you know, what's up, kid? Niggas is gettin' Mandela Plus the is corrupted
But then you got them down at 73rd That was drug since the 70's, word It's skeptic Livin' crazy ways unprotected
day is a jam So expect the unexpected, time 1-718, Brownsville, The housin' property be gettin'
So we're Be under pressure, gettin' Villains their dealings killings of crack sales
The theme song of murder, nobody's fools are forbidden, automatics just be spittin' And and profound, you get lumped up Soon as you jump up or get gunned down in
Brownsville, Brownsville, Brownsville, Brownsville,
Young punks got guns, now that's a damn Everybody claim represent and do they thing totin' in cases, hard to believe The firin' squad'll throw your borough under siege
twin chrome and farmers Nigga, Billy Danze And when I'm double my hands Them fuckers jam
So my man, if your seekin' an advance to grave It's the of the 'Drama Lord' And the of the fuckin' brave It's hard to trust us 'cause mad ruckus
We toe tax with for small time hustlers It's blue steel concealed under my To down whoever, Duke, I move clever I must keep it hops when shit be gettin' hot
I step and bop while I stroll with my weapon The that's real, we kill at will Clack-clack, clack-clack, Mad in your grill in the 'Ville
Brownsville, Brownsville, Brownsville, Brownsville,
Brownsville, yeah, killings here only bring No cryin', see dying's an everyday thing, 25 niggas down by my I'll in with 8 thugs that love bustin' rounds
You the deal In my streets heater be ready to blaze Keep cash in your in case you gotta be Swayze For twistin' a cap back
that work of M.O.P., who we be? Firing squad of 11233 Clack-clack, whole clips in back That's thug style, turnin' a small of Brooklyn the O.K. Corral
Now, news flash, razorfied lead, one Ted Two paralyzed, three fled the scenery With heavy machinery
Niggas ain't got to lose And yo it seems to be nigga or be killed in the 'Ville, nigga All up and down Mother Gaston, blastin' steel
your stacks and chips in A.C.'s with rims We be livin' good a Mac and black Tims Keep this in and they might not find you in the river With the next guy that fly that Brownsville deliver, nigga
Brownsville, Brownsville, Brownsville, Brownsville,