BKBS-Shabazz The Disciple

专辑 : The Book Of Shabazz
语种 : 英语
时长 : 04:05

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TXT BKBS-Shabazz The Disciple 文本歌词

BKBS - Shabazz The Disciple
To all my red hook niggaz that brooklyn b******t we on it
And all my fort greene niggaz that brooklyn b******t we on it
And all my bed-stuy niggaz that brooklyn b******t we on it
And all my brownsville niggaz that brooklyn b******t we on it
To all my east new york niggaz that brooklyn b******t we on it
And all my crown heights niggaz that brooklyn b******t we on it
And all of my gowanus niggaz that brooklyn b******t we on it
And all my wyckoff niggaz that brooklyn b******t we on it
Y'all done forgot the 1st street commandment
Never floss what you gross
You'll get hit with some hot sh*t and tossed with the toast
Now ya a** is a ghost cause you running ya mouth
Let me see you talk that sh*t with a gun in ya mouth
Make you deep throat the double barrel "BLAOW" 1 in ya mouth
Leave ya conscience in the alley then we run in ya house
Flash in front of hungry niggaz known for dumming out
Have everybody in the area go running out
Whenever it was time to bag up we be tucking an ounce
Leave niggaz alone up in ya crib and they'll be f**king ya spouse
Put the sac on her tonsil then we nut in her mouth
Leave an ounce of hot sh*t in her gut get up and be out
Run up in ya house party sticking everybody
In summer time rocking trench coats to hide the shotty
Flirtin like we want the number then we strip the hottie
Try to scream for help slap you upside ya bumba nottie
To all my farragut niggaz that brooklyn b******t we on it
To all my flatbush niggaz that brooklyn b******t we on it
To all my coney island niggaz that brooklyn b******t we on it
To all my sumner niggaz that brooklyn b******t we on it
To all my thompkins niggaz that brooklyn b******t we on it
And my canarsie niggaz that brooklyn b******t we on it
To all my marcy niggaz that brooklyn b******t we on it
And all my bushwick niggaz that brooklyn b******t we on it
Me and my brooklyn niggaz we be robbing to eat
Cause Guiliani'll have a ni**a starve in the street
We rocked rubber gloves to bag sh*t we used to peddle
Never sold to white guys in plain clothes in the ghetto
We packed the heavy metal (leave you naked on the subway)
If the 44 jammed (then we doing sh*t the snubway)
No fingerprints or evidence (mask and black glove sh*t)
Stick singers for their presidents (fast to clap up sh*t)
Even backstage the players rocking ice and baguettes
Will get pistol whipped and stripped
And dragged down a flight of steps
When we got beef we don't be calling the police
Kiss niggaz on both cheeks and hold court in the streets
The same ni**a that you'll bleed for'll knock in ya jaw
The same ni**a that you feed'll pick the locks on ya door
Them shiesty niggaz always skeem and move shady
Dress up like old ladies with 380's kidnap ya wife and babies
To all my park slope niggaz that brooklyn b******t we on it
And all my bay ridge niggaz that brooklyn b******t we on it
And all my albany niggaz that brooklyn b******t we on it
And all my kingsborough niggaz that brooklyn b******t we on it
And all my vanderbuilt niggaz that brooklyn b******t we on it
And all my roosevelt niggaz that brooklyn b******t we on it
And all my nostrand ave niggaz that brooklyn b******t we on it
And all my franklin ave niggaz that brooklyn b******t we on it
Every time you in a club the majority is brooklyn
If you rocking jewelz you better believe niggaz are looking
Catch you outside up in the parking lot
Follow that a** to the train station up the darkest block
Niggaz are quick to slap a willie with a nine millie
Strip his a** but naked in the club and leave him looking silly
Cause on the really we aint tryna starve
Y'all know the deally son it's time to rob
Ain't nothing change aint nothing strange
A crackhead'll blow out ya brains at point blank range for small change
Niggaz'll be disguised as "DEA" rush ya spot
Heist all ya work and put the sh*t back on the block
Have you looking down the barrel the a gun of a thief
A brooklyn ni**a from the streets without a god damn thing to eat
Or a f**king pot to piss in hide them rocks if they glisten
Cause when we bust shots we not missing
That brooklyn b******t we on it
That brooklyn b******t we on it
That brooklyn b******t we on it
That brooklyn b******t we on it
That brooklyn b******t we on it
That brooklyn b******t we on it
That brooklyn b******t we on it
That brooklyn b******t we on it blup