Shabazz The Disciple

B.K.B.S. (Brooklyn Bullshit)

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Текст песни Shabazz The Disciple - B.K.B.S. (Brooklyn Bullshit)

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[Chorus]To all my red hook niggaz, that brooklyn bullshit, we on itAnd all my fort greene niggaz, that brooklyn bullshit, we on itAnd all my bed-stuy niggaz, that brooklyn bullshit, we on itAnd all my brownsville niggaz, that brooklyn bullshit, we on itTo all my east new york niggaz, that brooklyn bullshit, we on itAnd all my crown heights niggaz, that brooklyn bullshit, we on itAnd all of my gowanus niggaz, that brooklyn bullshit, we on itAnd all my wyckoff niggaz, that brooklyn bullshit, we on it[Verse One]Y`all done forgot the 1st street commandmentNever floss what you grossYou`ll get hit with some hot shit and tossed with the toastNow ya ass is a ghost, cause you running ya mouthLet me see you talk that shit with a gun in ya mouthMake you deep throat the double barrel, "BLAOW" 1 in ya mouthLeave ya conscience in the alley, then we run in ya houseFlash in front of hungry niggaz known for dumming outHave everybody in the area go running outWhenever it was time to bag up, we be tucking an ounceLeave niggaz alone up in ya crib and they`ll be fucking ya spousePut the sac on her tonsil, then we nut in her mouthLeave an ounce of hot shit in her gut, get up and be outRun up in ya house party, sticking everybodyIn summer time rocking trench coats to hide the shottyFlirtin like we want the number, then we strip the hottieTry to scream for help, slap you upside ya bumba nottie[Chorus]To all my farragut niggaz, that brooklyn bullshit, we on itTo all my flatbush niggaz, that brooklyn bullshit, we on itTo all my coney island niggaz, that brooklyn bullshit, we on itTo all my sumner niggaz, that brooklyn bullshit, we on itTo all my thompkins niggaz, that brooklyn bullshit, we on itAnd my canarsie niggaz, that brooklyn bullshit, we on itTo all my marcy niggaz, that brooklyn bullshit, we on itAnd all my bushwick niggaz, that brooklyn bullshit, we on it[Verse Two]Me and my brooklyn niggaz we be robbing to eatCause Guiliani`ll have a nigga starve in the streetWe rocked rubber gloves to bag shit we used to peddleNever sold to white guys in plain clothes in the ghettoWe packed the heavy metal (leave you naked on the subway)If the .44 jammed (then we doing shit the snubway)No fingerprints or evidence (mask and black glove shit)Stick singers for their presidents (fast to clap up shit)Even backstage the players rocking ice and baguettesWill get pistol whipped and strippedAnd dragged down a flight of stepsWhen we got beef, we don`t be calling the policeKiss niggaz on both cheeks and hold court in the streetsThe same nigga that you`ll bleed for`ll knock in ya jawThe same nigga that you feed`ll pick the locks on ya doorThem shiesty niggaz, always skeem and move shadyDress up like old ladies with .380`s kidnap ya wife and babies[Chorus]To all my park slope niggaz, that brooklyn bullshit, we on itAnd all my bay ridge niggaz, that brooklyn bullshit, we on itAnd all my albany niggaz, that brooklyn bullshit, we on itAnd all my kingsborough niggaz, that brooklyn bullshit, we on itAnd all my vanderbuilt niggaz, that brooklyn bullshit, we on itAnd all my roosevelt niggaz, that brooklyn bullshit, we on itAnd all my nostrand ave. niggaz, that brooklyn bullshit, we on itAnd all my franklin ave. niggaz, that brooklyn bullshit, we on it[Verse Three]Every time you in a club, the majority is brooklynIf you rocking jewelz you better believe niggaz are lookingCatch you outside up in the parking lotFollow that ass to the train station up the darkest blockNiggaz are quick to slap a willie with a nine millieStrip his ass but naked in the club and leave him looking sillyCause on the really, we aint tryna starveY`all know the deally son it`s time to robAin`t nothing change, aint nothing strangeA crackhead`ll blow out ya brains at point blank range for small changeNiggaz`ll be disguised as "DEA", rush ya spotHeist all ya work and put the shit back on the blockHave you looking down the barrel the a gun of a thiefA brooklyn nigga from the streets without a god damn thing to eatOr a fucking pot to piss in, hide them rocks if they glistenCause when we bust shots, we not missing[Outro]That brooklyn bullshit, we on it!That brooklyn bullshit, we on it!That brooklyn bullshit, we on it!That brooklyn bullshit, we on it!That brooklyn bullshit, we on it!That brooklyn bullshit, we on it!That brooklyn bullshit, we on it!That brooklyn bullshit, we on it! blup!!!!

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