Bitch, uh killa, uh dipset bitch. The Union, uh huh, Harlem, killa. . I be like move, get out the way. 'Cuz I move bricks, get out the yay. And it's two clips, I get out the play.
Fabolous. From Nothin' to Somethin'. Brooklyn. . Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brook! Brook!. Brook! Where Brooklyn At? Brooklyn Atwhere Brooklyn At? Brooklyn Where.
Related. . Naughty & Nice Christmas Songs. . Watch Cardi B Joins James Corden For Carpool Karaoke. . Ariana Grande Adds Her Own Verse To "Last Christmas".
Ah me and my nigga 2Pac, finna do what we do. Understand this, 'cuz it's very understandable. Niggas done changed man. You know they done changed, they done changed.
Yeah niggas, yeah. Uhhh, that's what I'm talkin 'bout right here niggas. That's what I'm talkin 'bout right here Gotti. This what I needed, nigga. This the shit I wanted right here.
Righteous people be knowin what I be doin is protect my peoples. million dollar spot. Uhh, that's right, uhh, my million dollar spot. My million dollar spot (beyatch) my million dollar spot.
[Chorus]. "I grew up a fuckin' screw-up. Got introduced to the game, to the game then fuckin' blew up.". "I grew up a fuckin' screw-up. Got introduced to the game, to the game then fuckin' blew up.".
Little somethin for my godson Elijah and a little girl named Corinne. . Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice. I say the darker the flesh then the deeper the roots.
Spice here's go them niggas yo. Hit that shit hit that shit.. We all niggas going down where the fuck ya all going down.. . Damn ain't this a bitch ya all got me fucked up.
(Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn...). . [ VERSE 1 ]. I got the intro along with the cash flow. Make all the bad boys seem like nymphos. Yeah, I'm hard, I get sexy like Veronica.
I'm a dog about it. And if you don't know then ask your friends. 'Cos I'm quite sure they heard about me. 'Cos some of them probably know first hand. .
Yo Russell Simmons, this is your commander in chief. Of your West Coast operations, Havoc the Mouthpiece. My orders are to assemble a team of 6 of the West Coast's dopest rappers.
And the phone it rings without a pulse. But I can't wait, I can't wait for the truth. 'Cause I know it won't come from your lips. . And the sound it makes its way down through the hall.
It's ya boy Chevy P, babe. Listen. . I remember as a kid back, in the days. I got picked on, kicked at, shit on, spit at. Get gone, get back, gone smoke, get away.