Luyện nghe bài hát Brooklyn

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We here BIG
boy sittin on top like a hair wig
Bed-Stuy fly or sick
East New York, the Brownsville grill, ill

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

Then off bridges
One hard top, two soft
through the borough with two fo fifths
Phantom up like two door fridges

I make 'em the New York digits
718 to 187
To 212 to 211
Your back with a new one son

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I'm right Fab, wavin the flag
I'm Nostrand Ave
I came to take the game in my Kane chain
Niggas gave it up smooth they didn't want to hear the bang,

I'm on my bully shit
The Flatbush Bushwick hoodie shit
Half a billion bank
Bank stop, what's your bank hold?

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

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

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

Where at? Where Brooklyn at?
Shootin somebody up for gettin off the
Or goin to the club lookin for to dap
Or runnin up in the crib where the safe at?

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

Ask Flex, he to run the Tunnel
Brooklyn had dudes scared to rep they
Murda, I'm a rep to the fullest
Like Shyne in the I throw bullets, 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 walk East New York walk, Brownsville grill
Got my Greene lean, Clinton Hills chill

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