Lyrics:
Is Brooklyn in here tonight?
Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brook! Brook! Brook!
Where Brooklyn at, Brooklyn at?
Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn! brook! brook!
Brook! where Brooklyn at? Brooklyn at where Brooklyn at? Brooklyn where
man cultive, enseigne
On rappe for real et notre musique saigne
Think Stony Brook ain't got thugs
(Pour tous les crews cramés d'en
Bas) Push 'em up,
Yeah
You know what it is, huh
Hmm
Let's go get this money
Green Gucci suit
Green Gucci suit (green)
Green Gucci suit
Green Gucci suit (green
that Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brook
Uh, uhh, uh huh, uh uhh, uh uhh
Uh huh, uhh
Yo, career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me
Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm
Mur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT
Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH
I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta
Gah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me? Uhh
I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook
the violence out the air roll some weed and smoke
Just green and dope
Big bread pizza dough gang
Ooo
It's '92
What you gon do
Fuckin with the Crew
Yeah
Ooo let’s
and yuh crew, where did you do yuh tattoo?
Skin smooth, fi show di green, red and di blue
Me love looking at you, fi nyam di cookie, not you
Cah yuh too
from me shootin the wheel up
Out the jungle, Doc straight go-rilla (ahh ahh ahh ahh)
Bananas, antennas can't pick up (doo doo doo doo)
My crew is
Is Brooklyn in here tonight?
[Chorus:]
Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brook! Brook! Brook!
Where Brooklyn at,
and yuh crew, where did you do yuh tattoo?
Skin smooth, fi show di green, red and di blue
Me love looking at you, fi nyam di cookie, not you
Cah yuh too
In my little thatched hut
Where blue green grass grows by the brook
I lounge and I look
I lounge and I look, I lounge and I look
For my own true
Green light
Green light
Green light
Green light
Green light
Go
Green light
Green light
Green light
Green light
Green light
Go
Green light
Green
Brooks: Let me see, when you talk when you talk into that
Little Girl: Uh huh?
Brooks: That thing right there
Little Girl: Um hmm.
Brooks: It
dripped out
Bad bitch with her ass out
She throwing back like a turnstile
Brook bang imma bang her out
Bitch you opp i'm smoking you wassup
I ain't done
and lock for young hemknott
We use to grab pop like Bruce Willis asks, "Whatchu talking bout?"
The youth crews back
The youth crews back
The youth
and lock for young hemknott
We use to grab pop like Bruce Willis asks, "Whatchu talking bout?"
The youth crews back
The youth crews back
The youth
me that noggin
I jus be vibin
Im wit my crew
Straw hat the gang
You know how we do
Usopp the god
You know he gone shoot
Brook in the back
Hear him
little bit to high
So no free rides for the wack rap guys
Bk in my heart
Brook dale from the start
My flow is ill
It's not for the weak of heart
This
consider the danger factor
One wrong move and you stay with Casper
You cannot fuck with us
Cup full of muddy stuff, been sipping purp
Crew full
home video
Tell them cats they need to sit back (slow down)
And observe where they at (slow down)
Brook-nahm Vietnam (slow down)
The heat is
The next doe, she did cross the brook
The keeper fetched her back with his hook
Where she's now you may go and look
Among the leaves so green, oh
Jacky boy
Brook-lawn collabo'
Yo, yo, yo (ya heard me?)
(BP step to 'em)
This is for my twenty-five to life bidders, pork fried rice eaters
New York, New York, ice
back, I really be chillin
I'm flying to Memphis wit Ja, met a white girl named Brook no Dillion
You don't got no money, you broke
Countin my green you
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