Luyện nghe bài hát Brooklyn

Is in here tonight?

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We here BIG
Your boy on top like a hair wig
fly or Bushwick sick
East New York, walk the grill, ill

You see I got a Fort lean
Clinton Hills, chill Red look, man
Ain't no shook in Brooklyn
Son life can be took man

Then off bridges
One hard top, two soft
Ride through the 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 with a new one son

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I'm here Fab, wavin the flag
I'm from Ave
I came to take the in my Daddy Kane chain
Niggas gave it up smooth didn't want to hear the bang, bang

I'm back on my bully
The Flatbush black hoodie shit
Half a billion roll
Bank stop, anybody your bank hold?

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

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

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

Where at? Where Brooklyn at?
somebody up for gettin off the packs
Or goin to the lookin for somethin to dap
Or runnin up in the like where the safe at?

East New York will shoot you, they dap homey
Brownsville rob ya, they clap your homey
Bed-Stuy, get you for a hundred grams
Get a Coney Island to pull the trigga man, C.I. what up?

Ask Flex, he used to run the
Brooklyn had dudes to rep they borough
Murda, I'm a rep to the fullest
Like Shyne in the club I throw bullets,

Ha son, it's a like it or not thing, nah
one is for Brooklyn
I'm in my Bed-Stuy fly you know, Bushwick
I that East New York walk, Brownsville grill
Got my Greene lean, Clinton Hills chill

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