Back To Brooklyn lyrics

Back To Brooklyn lyrics

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Send "Back To Brooklyn" Ringtone to your Cell {*scratching: "Born and raised in the streets of Brooklyn"* Uhh, yeah Markie Dee and the Soul Convention Ninety-one to ninety-two Ninety-two, ninety-three So on, et cetera et cetera HanSoul and the Regulators Crazy Keith, here we go, check it One time Champion hoodie, saggin-ass Levi`s and my Timbs Brooklyn hat pulled low, chewin on a peppermint stem stick Kickin {shit with the head gassed hoes They wanna piece of this and so do my foes, yeah I gotta watch my back, when I walk the streets at night And on my nine my hand grips tight Really don`t trust nobody, to the point that if I get a little lip I will reach for my joint You wanna head up, nah son, my hands ain`t gotta feel No need to show my skills, blast and I`m outta here So save you cryin for the boys in blue Get your story straight chump, even if it`s true It`ll all be changed when you get to the precinct Your case is history, worth about three cents So if you don`t want beef, you better stop lookin Cause I`ma take your ass back to Brooklyn {*scratching: "Born and raised in the streets of Brooklyn"* Yeah It`s about 3 A.M., I`m on (?) Ave. I got my toolie and a stack of cash I never had a problem with the dollar thirty forty Cause I was makin moves like Fat Cat and Corley A hustler and a killer, Mark was a smooth don Always had jewels but never got moved on Bodies layin decomposin and decayin You never shoulda {fucked with Mark, and now you`re layin in the {motherfuckin burial ground Cause you wasn`t prepared, for the big throwdown Me and my crew yo, we roll thirty deep Hungry like wolves, slaughterin sheep You wouldn`t even try to step to this big love daddy Five-oh had me surrounded but they never really had me Step with the swiftness, and still had `em lookin I had to take my ass back to Brooklyn {*scratching: "Born and raised in the streets of Brooklyn"* Check it, dig it, dig it Now from Pinkhouse to Flatbush to Bed-Stuy and back Try to hold on to the streets I lived at I had you beggin on your knees I pump your ass so full of holes you would think you was swiss cheese So save your pleadin it won`t help none Don`t kiss ass, because you`re kissin the barrel of my shotgun Check the glock let me surprise ya When I`m through your own moms, won`t recognize ya I took the A Uptown with all local stops right From Queens to Bronx but nothin gets props like Brooklyn - no disrespect The other borough brothers can still wreck Raised in East New York so don`t challenge me The trials and tribulations will increase the brutality So if you don`t want beef you better stop lookin Cause I`ma take that ass back to Brooklyn {*scratching: "Born and raised in the streets of Brooklyn"* Word `em up A couple of quick shout outs To Queens, the Bronx, Manhattan Strong Island, Brooklyn, East New York Bed-Stuy, Brownsville Brooklawn, Cypress Hill, Pinkhouse`s Yeah, yeah Markie Dee and the Soul We roll deep Send " Back To Brooklyn" Ringtone to your Cell Back To Brooklyn lyrics @ Burbler Lyrics | Back To Brooklyn lyrics @ ELyrics | Back To Brooklyn lyrics @ Kovideo | Lyrics and Video @ MusicBabylon | Back To Brooklyn lyrics @ Songlyrics | Back To Brooklyn lyrics @ ELyricsWorld

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