Luyện nghe bài hát Down 4 Whateva

Brooklyn, uh, yeah, now
Check shit out

Now this motherfucking capo right here
Out Posse, Slash, O.C. come together like a glock and a clip
We gon' jam when its to blast
Big niggaz rap, we 'bout to get in your ass

We played the background, ayyo all my peops
I'm names, fuck it, it's on
I'm it back to some Brooklyn shit
With this ten man

Who don't know how to act, lookin' for niggaz to hit
And if you ever think it can't to you
You might just end up in the East River with bale ass shoes
I ain't playin' no more, I'm bring it to your ass raw

I the word around, nigga, this means war
Yo, that, Brooklyn's on the map forever
To Billy and Fame, I hope you niggaz for whatever
With Mike, go get the when it's time to shoot
To Brooklyn I a 21-gun salute
(Come on)

Crown Heights, "Thought I'd y'all"

(Firing Squad)
"Thought I'd y'all"

Bushwick, "Thought I'd y'all"
(See I)

East New York, "Thought I'd y'all"

I used to roll 'em, is a holdup
Make 'em roll up, come up out your
And get whole shit swole up
This ain't changed 'cause I became a rapping dude

I'm a black cat, quick, and straight clapping dude
the mascott
(Try to act rude)
With your ass ways, these days, look what your ass got
Clap, shot the body, I'm it real

That cartoon ass nigga he was King of the hill
whole shit was animation, imitation
When I that ass on out, like immigration
of Emancipation, proclamation

Constitutional rights, the last
Your facin', M.O.P., O.G.'s, flippin' track with O.C.
Niggaz we, hold this shit down for Brooklyn, nigga
Where spark and leave them things smoking, nigga

Crown Heights, "Thought I'd y'all"

(Firing squad)
"Thought I'd y'all"

Bushwick, " Thought I'd y'all"
(See I)

East New York, "Thought I'd y'all"

Hot damn, danze your head
Full cooperation, I'm taking donations, ante up the
You got that fat while we were
(Clap, clap)
So, the balance that I like [unverified], we're taking on

Put the of that shit in the bag
I would tear your ass to pieces, so you don't make me mad
You ain't known, I my destiny
(Here we go again)
I got love for the thugs that's next to me

Berkuance, soldier, I'm ill
(Who that?)
I ya, I'm real
And I've been doing a double
Everyone, from my crew is
(Daddy, fail me)

on, the way that I jettin' my foes may never be even
I'm one of them dudes that niggaz to believe in
So weeping
(Life is of obstacles)
My only goal is too keep
(At 24 old)

Brooklyn, "Thought I'd y'all"