Brooklyn

Bushwick, Bed-Stuy, Crown Heights, East New York
Across the 'Ville, Coney Island, Red Hook
All downtown Brooklyn, man, it's G's around here

Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn

Geah, since these niggaz don't take the day off
Your bullshit may not pay off
I'mma give you a guide on when you can ride
And which blocks you should stay off

Which projects you should go around
With or without a pound
If these niggaz catch you on they grounds
They gon' lay yo' ass down

Now I ain't tryin' to play you like a pawn
And choose your every move
We ain't sayin' you a bitch either
But dude let's keep it cool

Keep your heater
It's nippy out even when you see the sun
Don't be flashin' your ones
Umpin' your gums or fixin' your gun

In East New York, East New York nigga
Them niggaz keep it rockin'
Them Coney Island niggaz is wild
They smile when they be poppin'

My God, them Fort Greene niggaz is beyond hard
They brick I mean they sick and they roll thick
Man there's blocks in Crown Heights that ain't even got lights
It's dark and you don't wanna get caught up in Albany Park now, do ya?

There's sparks down on Nostrand
There's sparks down on Kingston
Come anywhere near the 'Ville I don't know
What the fuck you thinkin' this is?

Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn

Nigga just cock the burner, nigga just pop the burner
Nigga got rocked with the burner, it's a dirty game of murder
Get caught up at the ropes, nigga it's over
You a lucky nigga if yo' ass ever even get a chance to come out a coma

A lot of my dawgs around here got a college education
And they ain't get it from Penn State, nope they got it from the state pen
It's veterans to rookies, niggaz that pop off and niggaz that's pussy
But believe me dawg it ring off 'round here

Now I'm from Brooklyn and I'm soldier, I'm sinister
Every day of my life is a like a moving Marxmen cinema
I'm from where them niggaz be squeezin'
Where your man got killed at back in the day
'Cause he ain't wanna come the fuck up off the cheapskate

And I know it ain't shit out here, but believe me I'm still out here
Man the niggaz done seen me and asked
What the fuck I'm doin' out here
I'm live from the borough of B R O O K L Y N
I'm an N Y G from NYC that's

Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn

Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn
Brooklyn, Brooklyn



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Writer(s): Eddie Murry, 1, Jamal Gerard Grinnage
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