Lyrics:
oooooooh!
But matter fact, got more chesse than nacho
Not from rap, when I used to fuck wit Pancho
I'm in the class, all by myself
Now you haters wanna
and the cars went right on by
But if I ever get back to Georgia...
(In the cold cold ground)
Well I guess my time in New York City hasn't been a total waste
Drug lord they're calling me a drug lord
(Brooklyn, Flatbush) drug lord
(2007) look
(ShakeDown)
Cash, cash, I gets hella cash
Shawty don't judge me,
I'm the rookie on this all-star team
Me and Kim is gettin' cream, like Thelma and Louise, but on chrome
Never leave that Brooklyn sh- alone
So if you
work so hard
Such a melting pot, on the corner selling rock, preachers pray to God
Hail a gypsy cab, takes me down from Harlem to the Brooklyn Bridge
known My violent poems, I'm not alone, Kenyattah zone
Looked over and passed by The lines wasn't long enough being the last guy
My last try, I finally
shit, soon as I talk the mans a hater
Trust me I be moving dolo, hit my line or catch me later catch me later
Brooklyn where reside
A Oh yeah
I'm
know what's going on over there
Ruger
Keep talkin', I'ma hang you by your tongue
Off the Def Jam building, wait for the cops to come
Little bum, fuck
condemns me to the Brooklyn floors
Like price my pounce are stripes two heads like spikes
make nice, nice since I got a nadge to grind
I blind kids by
Doo doo doo.
Doo doo doo.
Doo doo doo doo.
Let's cross the bridge
with Baby Shark Brooklyn.
Doo doo doo.
Doo doo doo.
Doo doo doo doo.
Bridges
Thirty spins, FM, every DJ
All City, NY with the replay
Hundred 3K, give me the leeway, I'll take it from there
Brooklyn's number one
Yo, it's all
to that
Too much dick ridin', where the killers at?
I'm surrounded by these hoe niggas
Like ain't no heaven for a dope dealer
Life is a fork in the road,
to tell you, you lookin over us
Our little angel, but you know what
Brooklyn's missing you Detroit is missing you
New Orleans missing you Philly's
undercover
You remind me of a virtuous woman brought up in Brooklyn
With a brain to die for, and a body that's good looking
That's my mami right there,
You can follow BDI, if you need the God, follow with pride
[Buckshot]
Keep the gun tip by the upper lip
Keep a extra clip, just in case he flip
If I'm
Hahahahahaha, we gon' do what we do right here, baby
You already know what it is, Division, back in the building
Brooklyn, you see 'em? Haha (yeah,
stand on his own two feet
Got a strong business mind, straight out the streets
He gotta have security, power and wealth
Cause I can do bad by my God
by sin
I got my first gold front from Ben
Eighty-nine, I was into Rakim
For dropping gems
Most niggas learned a lot from him
Grandma used to cook with
the lot
Cost 'bout half a mill'
Where I'm at, by the park
When it's time to kill
Got me feeling like 'Pac I'm above the rim
When I jump off the porch
We been poppin', poppin', poppin' on the scene (Get that shit by any means)
We been poppin', poppin', poppin' on the scene (Get that shit by any
bandanas
and tryin to get my kids some more chickens than Colonel Sanders
Play us by the trigger so I`ma live by the trigger
And rivals, seven bitches for
rollin' with them Brooklyn boys
You know how I be when you start livin' large
I control my own life, Charles was never in charge
No sitcom could teach
grave, that's all yo career will fit in
From the south, that's SEC, fuck all the big ten
Only one that I'm not dissing is the G.O.A.T Eminem
All these
on, Gucci on, Gucci on, Gucci on, Gucci on, Gucci on
Told me to go by house, I'd Rather go and buy a necklace
Gucci on, Gucci on, Gucci on, Gucci on,
_(Cropped).jpg/250px-Eminem_-_Concert_for_Valor_in_Washington,_D.C._Nov._11,_2014_(2)_(Cropped).jpg "Eminem")
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