Lyrics:
walk the Brownsville grill, ill
You see, I got a Fort Green lean, Clinton hill the chill red-hook look, man
Ain't no shook hands in Brooklyn; son, yo'
small world")
Snook from Redhook was grimy, did five years, glad to be home
from Attica known, for keeping chrome calibers
Smooth like a Wallaby
Manhattan keep on makin' it (Bo!), Brooklyn keep on takin' it (Bo!)
So relax we're takin' it back, Redhook where we're livin' at
Plenty cats be strugglin'
Brooklyn, we be into our own thing
Alantic terminals, Redhook Bushwick
Come to Brooklyn frontin', and you'll get mushed quick
We ain't just know for
Manhattan keep on makin' it (Bo!), Brooklyn keep on takin' it (Bo!)
So relax we're takin' it back, Redhook where we're livin' at
Plenty cats be strugglin'
from Redhook was grimy, did five years, glad to be home
From Attica known, for keepin' chrome calibers
Smooth like a Wallaby shoe, he's out to get it
sick, East New York walk the Brownsville grill, ill
You see, I got a Fort Green lean, Clinton hill the chill red-hook look, man
Ain't no shook hands in
green lean
Clinton hill the chill red-hook look man ain't no shook hands in Brooklyn
Son yo life could get took man threw off bridges 1 hard top two
{"That's all I ask of you"}
From the Bronx to Queensbridge, on back to Redhook
Never lost a gram on any eighth that I cooked
Fat Joe, army fatigue
[Mos Def]
I said Manhattan keep on makin it (Bo!), Brooklyn keep on takin it (Bo!)
So relax we're takin it back, Redhook where we're livin at
Plenty cats
Knicks
where Averex are the jerseys and the boots are the kicks
y'all on the dick the way we pose for the flicks
Queens style, Redhook now all in
see me cool out in Redhook
Run up on Odad wrong, you might get took
??Sat low?? O.T. in Coney Island
I'm out in Marlborough where they be wildin'
a project baby, so wassup?
I’m in bedstuy
I’m in redhook
And Gowanas nigga
Where they clutch
On the corner nigga, get a cup
Coz it’s litty nigga, where I buck
And we begin, we begin again
In the hot summer rain at the end of May
I'm here, it's home, there's no one to love
Joey's in Redhook, my heart is in
redhook moms Jamaica queens
Pops always wore a suit
Never had no jeans
He told me u gon have to get it son
By any means
He would Target the Kingpins
redhook projects
Won’t be no debarge
It’s a killer in my heart
Either be a drug dealer or i rob
You in possession of gun
You should never be a man without
Brownsville, Bed-Stuy, Crown Heights, Redhook, Ft. Greene
Styles upon styles, but I don't think so
Cause people only rock one style at a time
If you
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