razah - hello brooklyn lyrics
feat. maino, troy ave and uncle murda
[pre-hook]
we take money, money,
take money, money, money
then we make money, money,
make money, money, money
this goes out to those who choose the youth
those criminal views when they come to a stop
why try? ask? try! born, fly till we die
cause we gentlemen, got no patience for middlemen
don’t you say you know sister may?
gangsters from those trims, baby, you notice?
c’s, squeeze up clips until we empty
let me, ride out simply, will she king me?(?)
[hook]
you’re not trouble (???)
i got to get juniors, no, i got to stop by
so you ’bout this brooklyn life
roll up in bentleys, get the fresh slow life
take it to the other side
(i’m talking brownville, new york, best style)
when them shooters go ride or die
(i’m talking real hook, church f, crown high)
it’s the home of biggie, the home of j,
spread love, it’s the brooklyn way!
it’s the home of the next week-end,
money has to spread love, it’s the brooklyn way
standing on top of brooklyn is said,
where my tunes are, and where my teams are
(h-llo, h-llo!)
new york city is where i roll
i put your diamonds and every best
h-llo brooklyn!
(h-llo, h-llo)
[pre-hook]
from the projects to the penthouse
from those baggy jeans to tell them suits now
from that bree train we pushing bentleys now
we be dreaming!
hey, yo, times was horrible, we got through them
even though it was crime involved, we had to do ’em
it’s troy ave, young n-gg- out here, move!
put a stop to the bullsh-t, grab the city from roof
thank me later, ’bout my business like a blazer
hop out the jeep and shout “stars’ the reason”
cut it dry! i’m that guy king of everywhere you look
and try state is my state, i ran for brooklyn
[hook]
still on top of brooklyn center,
it’s where my teams are,
and my team’s strong
h-llo brooklyn!
(h-llo, h-llo)
new york city is where i roll
i put your diamonds and every best
h-llo brooklyn!
(h-llo, h-llo)
they ran on the job, fell short on leprechauns
tims and my hooligans in brook-nam
in the brooklyn bas-m-nts, n-gg-s talk to their moms
i’m the rap phenomenon, blonde ange(?), with tom cyrus
they used to call me old bizza, that’s when i had
braiz and the pees landing that piffa
pink hour is the big zza, it’s the gizzaw
me and my nickname east mckizza
(shine, we shine, you shine)
(i shine, we shine, you shine)
[hook]
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