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Pulling up in a sprinter benz
Told you we can do this on the Weekend or the weekday 
We don’t need a reason
We dont need a reason
Brownsville
Never ran

Third Coast renaissance

Thousands of miles of Gulf Coast Region
Brownsville to Biloxi in-between-in
Fine-n-fertile bayou land
Includin' NOLA, who-that

whatever
I’m from Brownsville, bitch
Never ran never will
And if I run,
I’m running DOWN
Best believe you getting killed
Ain’t no cap in my raps
Wtf you

do the time
Now you Back and shit
Rapping wack as shit
Officially banned from walking through Bushwick 
I'm a Brooklyn baby 
Brownsville made me 
J

What you know about growing up in Brownsville
Hooping on the goal on the street
What you know about mama working 3 jobs just tryna make ends meet

Betta come here
Don't make me walk
Don Blak
Born Brooklyn
LI stove I got it cooking
Took a chance
Only thing left a #3 hat where we looking
Brownsville

9 & them chopsticks hold 22s
I could see what it's coming to 
You ain't thugging you just in the booth 
Brownsville bitch I'm living proof 
Statements

As 'Brownsville Girl' gets into her flow
The verses roll and ramble on
But my ear is caught on the crux of that song
It's a perfect truth, that apposite line
But

the Panchi chronicles and then I heard they hate it
But I can't be violated or even decepticated
I got gunners out in Brownsville, shooters from the east

mill nigga
Dope dealin' since junior high, yeah young trill nigga
Ocean ave, they kill niggas
Nostrand ave, they kill niggas
Brownsville got ill niggas

Moved to the East 90s, near Brownsville
Crime rates high, so life looking down hill
Ain't glorifying this life, just 'cuz it sounds ill
Red and blue

Yap your chain, smash the lens in your specs
Listen it's, Lil' Fame right?
With that Brownsville mentality to Shanghai

Hey yo I'm firin' out a copper

Brownsville that got stuck up and now it's beef
cuz words out, that it was Shaquan from Cypress Hills
who came off, with two hundred thou in small bills
But he

Yap your chain, smash the lens in your specs
Listen it's, Lil' Fame right?
With that Brownsville mentality to Shanghai

Hey yo I'm firin' out a copper

Day when I woke up
Went to Brownsville and got wit my nigga Big Ruck

[Ruck]
On the Ninth and the Tenth Day, my bitch had her period
Grabbed the cold

i think all you cats is fake niggas

Talent: (Not Freestyle)
Brownsville N.Y. Is my hometown the realest niggas you will ever see
is up north you punk

bandana, logo on the letterman
I’m the best at what I do, I ain’t sweatin’em
From Brownsville to overseas
Gotta let him in
Knockin’ down doors
I’m ready

When I told her bout the EP she was so excited 
She was so with it 
In Brownsville I was shooting 3s in a black crate playin 21 
At West Georgia I was

of mine
Maybe I'll go down to Galveston, get some white sand in my shoes
Or I'll go down to Brownsville and get some dirt on my shoes
Or I'll ride that

of royal descent
You're a bonafide runt

He's the don of your
Humiliation
While you paint it pink
He cranks brownsville station

So c'mon - c'mon you wanna

at you
Turn around laugh at you Get to the bag they mad at You
Sneak and shoot you Brownsville don't let it fool You
As a kid what child Bring a Gun

sobre para el hambre y las soditas
De brownsville Onde vengo en la southmost con un cuerno
Nunca e sido presumido pero feria siempre tengo
Un saludo pa mi

chopsticks, don't do Wonton
Don't want action
Stick to your genre, stick to Rom-Com
Boy, I'm long gone
Brownsville Brooklyn, bring your Long Johns
I'm in

siempre anda sobres
Háblame de feria y de haciendo Millones
La vida es un culumpio no todo es de colores
En Brownsville donde vivo... muevo cajitas y