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Артист: Shabazz The DiscipleНазвание : Brooklyn BullshitДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : hip-hop wu-tang rap hip hop wu-fam Видео:
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Uhh, Brooklyn bullshit That`s how y`all niggaz get down Kiss the ground Check it. [Chorus 1] To all my Red Hook niggaz That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it! And all my Fort Greene niggaz That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it! And all my Bed-Stuy niggaz That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it! And all my Brownsville niggaz That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it! To all my east New York niggaz That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it! And all my Crown Heights niggaz That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it! And all of my Gowanus niggaz That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it! And all my Wyckoff niggaz That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it! [Verse 1] Y`all done forgot the first street commandment; "Never floss what you gross" You`ll get hit with some hot shit and tossed with the toast Now ya ass is a ghost, `cause you running ya mouth Let me see you talk that shit with a gun in ya mouth Make you deep throat the double barrel, BLAOW, one in ya mouth Leave ya conscience in the alley, then we run in ya house Flash in front of hungry niggaz known for dumming out Have everybody in the area go running out Whenever it was time to bag up, we be tucking an ounce Leave niggaz alone up in ya crib and they`ll be fucking ya spouse Put the sac on her tonsil, then we nut in her mouth Leave an ounce of hot shit in her gut, get up and be out Run up in ya house party, sticking everybody In summertime rocking trench coats to hide the shottie Flirting like we want the number, then we strip the hottie Try to scream for help, slap you upside ya bumba nottie [Chorus 2] To all my Farragut niggaz That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it! To all my Flatbush niggaz That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it! To all my Coney Island niggaz That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it! To all my Sumner niggaz That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it! To all my Thompkins niggaz That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it! And my Canarsie niggaz That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it! To all my Marcy niggaz That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it! And all my Bushwick niggaz That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it! [Verse 2] Me and my Brooklyn niggaz, we be robbing to eat `Cause Giuliani`ll have a nigga starve in the street We rocked rubber gloves to bag shit we used to peddle Never sold to white guys in plain clothes in the ghetto We packed the heavy metal (leave you naked on the subway) If the .44 jammed (then we doing shit the snubway) No fingerprints or evidence (mask and black glove shit) Stick singers for their presidents (fast to clap up shit) Even backstage the players rocking ice and baguettes Will get pistol whipped and stripped, dragged down a flight of steps When we got beef we don`t be calling the po-lice Kiss niggaz on both cheeks and hold court in the streets The same nigga that you`ll bleed for`ll knock in ya jaw The same nigga that you feed`ll pick the locks on ya door Them shiesty niggaz, always scheme and move shady Dress up like old ladies with .380`s, kidnap ya wife and babies [Chorus 3] To all my Park Slope niggaz That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it! And all my Bay Ridge niggaz That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it! And all my Albany niggaz That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it! To all my Kingsborough niggaz That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it! And all my Vanderbuilt niggaz That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it! To all my Roosevelt niggaz That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it! And all my Nostrand Ave. niggaz That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it! And all my Franklin Ave. niggaz That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it! [Verse 3] Every time you in a club, the majority is Brooklyn If you rocking jewels you better believe niggaz are looking Catch you outside up in the parking lot Follow that ass to the train station up the darkest block Niggaz are quick to slap a willie with a nine milli Strip his ass butt naked in the club and leave him looking silly `Cause on the really, we ain`t trying to starve Y`all know the deally, son it`s time to rob Ain`t nothing change, ain`t nothing strange A crackhead`ll blow out ya brains at point-blank range for small change Niggaz`ll be disguised as DEA, rush ya spot Heist all ya work and put the shit back on the block Have you looking down the barrel of the gun of a thief A Brooklyn nigga from the streets without a goddamn thing to eat Or a fucking pot to piss in, hide them rocks if they glisten `Cause when we bust shots, we not missing That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it! {8x} [DJ cuts Biggie samples] "That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it" "That Brooklyn bullshit..bullshit" "That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it" "Representin BK to the fullest" | Похожие исполнители:
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