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Brooklyn's Finest

Okay, I'm reloaded!

You motherfuckers, think you big time?

Fuckin with Jay-Z, you gon' die, big time!

Here come the "Pain"!Jigga (Jigga), Bigga (Bigga)

Nigga, how you figure (how you figure)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayoPeep the style and the way the cops sweat us (uh-huh)

The number one question is can the Feds get us (uh-huh)

I got vendettas in dice games against ass bettors (uh-huh)

And niggas who pump wheels and drive Jettas

Take that with yaHit ya, back split ya

Fuck fist fights and lame scuffles

Pillow case to your face, make the shell muffle

Shoot your daughter in the calf muscle

Fuck a tussle, nickel-plated

Sprinkle coke on the floor, make it drug-related

Most hatedCan't fade it

While y'all pump Willie, I run up and stunt silly

Scared, so you sent your little mans to come kill me

But on the contrilli, I packs the mack-milli

Squeezed off on him, left them paramedics breathing soft on him

"What's ya name?"Who shot ya? Mob ties like Sinatra

Peruvians tried to do me in, I ain't paid them yet

Tryin to push 700's, they ain't made them yet

Rolex and bracelets is frostbit rings too

Niggas 'round the way call me Igloo Stick who?

Motherfucker!Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit your drawers

(Where you from?) Brooklyn, going out for all

Marcy that's right you don't stop

Bed-Stuy you won't stop, nigga!What, what, what?

Jay-Z, Big' Smalls, nigga shit your drawers

Brooklyn represent y'all, hit you fold

You crazy, think your little bit of rhymes can play me?

I'm from Marcy, I'm varsity, chump, you're JV

(Jigga) Jay-ZAnd Bigga baby!

My Bed-Stuy flow's malicious, delicious

Fuck three wishes, made my road to riches

From 62's, gem stars, my mom's dishes

Gram chopping, police van docking

D's at my doors knockingWhat? Keep rocking

No more mister nice guy, I twist your shit

The fuck back with them pistols

Blazin', hot like Cajun

Hotter than even holding work at the Days Inn

With New York plates outside

Get up out of there fuck your rideKeep your hands high, shit gets steeper

Here comes the Grim Reaper (Frank White)

Leave the keys to your InnKeeper (That's right)

Chill homie, the bitch in the Shoney's told me

You're holding more drugs than a pharmacy

You ain't harming me, so pardon me

Pass the safe, before I blaze the place

And here's six shots just in case

(Brooklyn Brooklyn Brooklyn)Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit your drawers

(Where you from?) Brooklyn going out to all

(Crown Heights) You don't stop

(Brownsville) You won't stop, nigga!

(Brooklyn Brooklyn Brooklyn)

Hah hah! Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit your drawers

(Where we from?) Brooklyn going out to all

(Bushwick) You don't stop

(Fort Greene) You won't stop, niggas!From '9-6, the only MC with a flu

Yeah I rhyme sick, I be what you're trying to do

Made a fortune off Peru, extradite, China white heron

Nigga please, like short sleeves I bear arms

Stay out my way from here on (Clear?) Gone!Me and Gutter had 2 spots

The 2-for-5 dollar hits, the blue tops

Gotta go, Coolio mean it's getting "Too Hot"

If Fay' had twins, she'd probably have two Pacs

Get it? Tu-pac'sTime to separate the pros from the cons

The platinum from the bronze

That butter soft shit from that leather on the Fonz

A S1 diamond from a I class don

A Chandon sipper from a Rosé nigga, huh?!

Brook-Nam, sipping onCristal forever, play the crib when it's mink weather

The M.A.F.I.A. keep cannons in they Marc Buchanans

Usually cuatro cinco, the shell sink slow, tossing ya

Mad slugs through your Nautica, I'm warning ya

(Hah, what the fuck?)Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit your drawers

(Where you from?) Brooklyn going out to all

(Flatbush) You don't stop

(Redhook) You won't stop, nigga!

(Brooklyn Brooklyn Brooklyn)

Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit your drawers

(Where you from?) Brooklyn goin' out to all

(East New York) You don't stop

(Clinton Hill) You won't stop, nigga!

{"Is Brooklyn in the house?"}Roc-A-Fella, y'all, Junior M.A.F.I.A

Superbad click, Brooklyn's Finest, you re-wind this

Representing BK to the fullest

Songwriters

RODOLFO ANTONIO FRANKLIN, LEROY BONNER, SHAWN CARTER, MARSHALL JONES, RALPH MIDDLEBROOKS, WALTER MORRISON, NORMAN NAPIER, ANDREW NOLAND, MARVIN PIERCE, CHRISTOPHER WALLACE, GREG WEBSTERPublished by

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