JAY Z - Brooklyn`s Finest (Feat. Notorious B.I.G.)

OKAY I`M RELOADED
You motherfuckers, think you big time
Fuckin with Jay-Z, you gon` die, big time
Here come the Pain
Jigga Jigga Bigga Bigga
Nigga, how you figure how you figure
Yeah, yeah, yeah, aiyyo
Peep the style and the way the cops sweat us uh-huh
The number one question is can the Feds get us uh-huh
I got vendettas in dice games against ass betters uh-huh
and niggaz who pump wheels and drive Jettas
Take that witch
hit ya, back split ya
Fuck fist fights and lame scuffles
Pillow case to your face, make the shell muffle
Shoot your daughter in the calf muscle
Fuck a tussle, nickel-plated
Sprinkle coke on the floor, make it drug related
Most hate it
can`t fade it
While y`all pump Willie, I run up in stunts silly
Scared, so you sent your little mans to come kill me
But on the contrilli, I packs the mack-milli
Squeezed off on him, left them paramedics breathin soft on him
What`s ya name
Who shot ya? Mob ties like Sinatra
Peruvians tried to do me in, I ain`t paid them yet
Tryin to push 700`s, they ain`t made them yet
Rolex and bracelets is frostbit; rings too
Niggaz `round the way call me Igloo Stix Who
Motherfucker
Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit ya drawers
Where you from Brooklyn, goin out for all
Marcy that`s right you don`t stop
Bed-Stuy you won`t stop, nigga
What, what, what
Jay-Z, Big` Smalls, nigga shit ya drawers
Brooklyn represent y`all, hit you fold
You crazy, think your little bit of rhymes can play me
I`m from Marcy, I`m varsity, chump, you`re JV
Jigga Jay-Z
and Bigga baby
My Bed-Stuy flow`s malicious, delicious
Fuck three wishes, made my road to riches
from 62`s, gem stars, my moms dishes
Gram choppin, police van dockin
D`s at my doors knockin
What? Keep rockin
No more, Mister, Nice Guy, I twist your shit
the fuck back with them pistols, blazin
Hot like cajun
Hotter than even holdin work at the Days Inn
with New York plates outside
Get up outta there, fuck your ride
Keep your hands high, shit gets steeper
Here comes the Grim Reaper, Frank Wright
Leave the keys to your In-tegra That`s right
Chill homie, the bitch in the Shoney`s told me
You`re holdin more drugs than a pharmacy, you ain`t harmin me
So pardon me, pass the safe, before I blaze the place
and here`s six shots just in case
Brooklyn Brooklyn Brooklyn
Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit ya drawers
Where you from Brooklyn goin out to all
Crown Heights You don`t stop
Brownsville You won`t stop, nigga
Brooklyn Brooklyn Brooklyn
Hah hah! Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit ya drawers
Where we from Brooklyn goin out to all
Bushwick You don`t stop
Fort Greene You won`t stop, niggaz
Yeah, yeah, yeah
For nine six, the only MC with a flu
Yeah I rhyme sick, I be what you`re tryin to do
Made a fortune off Peru, extradite, china white heron
Nigga please, like short sleeves I bear arms
Stay out my way from here on CLEAR Gone
Me and Gutter had two spots
The two for five dollar hits, the blue tops
Gotta go, Coolio mean it`s gettin Too Hot
If Fay` had twins, she`d probably have two-Pac`s
Get it Tu-pac`s
Time to separate the pros from the cons
The platinum from the bronze
That butter soft shit from that leather on the Fonz
A S1 diamond from a eye class don
A Cham` Dom` sipper from a Rosay nigga, huh
Brook-Nam, sippin on
Cristal forever, play the crib when it`s mink weather
The M.A.F.I.A. keep canons in they Marc Buchanans
Usually cuatro cinco, the shell sink slow, tossin ya
Mad slugs through your Nautica, I`m warnin ya
Hah, what the fuck
Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit ya drawers
Where you from Brooklyn goin out to all
Flatbush You don`t stop
Redhook You won`t stop, nigga
Brooklyn Brooklyn Brooklyn
Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit ya drawers
Where you from Brooklyn goin out to all
East New York You don`t stop
Clinton Hill You won`t stop, nigga
Is Brooklyn in the house
Uhh, Roc-A-Fella, y`all, Junior M.A.F.I.A.
Superbad click, Brook-lyn`s Finest, you re-wind this
Represetin BK to the fullest
OKAY I`M RELOADED
You motherfuckers, think you big time
Fuckin with Jay-Z, you gon` die, big time
Here come the Pain
Jigga Jigga Bigga Bigga
Nigga, how you figure how you figure
Yeah, yeah, yeah, aiyyo
Peep the style and the way the cops sweat us uh-huh
The number one question is can the Feds get us uh-huh
I got vendettas in dice games against ass betters uh-huh
and niggaz who pump wheels and drive Jettas
Take that witch
hit ya, back split ya
Fuck fist fights and lame scuffles
Pillow case to your face, make the shell muffle
Shoot your daughter in the calf muscle
Fuck a tussle, nickel-plated
Sprinkle coke on the floor, make it drug related
Most hate it
can`t fade it
While y`all pump Willie, I run up in stunts silly
Scared, so you sent your little mans to come kill me
But on the contrilli, I packs the mack-milli
Squeezed off on him, left them paramedics breathin soft on him
What`s ya name
Who shot ya? Mob ties like Sinatra
Peruvians tried to do me in, I ain`t paid them yet
Tryin to push 700`s, they ain`t made them yet
Rolex and bracelets is frostbit; rings too
Niggaz `round the way call me Igloo Stix Who
Motherfucker
Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit ya drawers
Where you from Brooklyn, goin out for all
Marcy that`s right you don`t stop
Bed-Stuy you won`t stop, nigga
What, what, what
Jay-Z, Big` Smalls, nigga shit ya drawers
Brooklyn represent y`all, hit you fold
You crazy, think your little bit of rhymes can play me
I`m from Marcy, I`m varsity, chump, you`re JV
Jigga Jay-Z
and Bigga baby
My Bed-Stuy flow`s malicious, delicious
Fuck three wishes, made my road to riches
from 62`s, gem stars, my moms dishes
Gram choppin, police van dockin
D`s at my doors knockin
What? Keep rockin
No more, Mister, Nice Guy, I twist your shit
the fuck back with them pistols, blazin
Hot like cajun
Hotter than even holdin work at the Days Inn
with New York plates outside
Get up outta there, fuck your ride
Keep your hands high, shit gets steeper
Here comes the Grim Reaper, Frank Wright
Leave the keys to your In-tegra That`s right
Chill homie, the bitch in the Shoney`s told me
You`re holdin more drugs than a pharmacy, you ain`t harmin me
So pardon me, pass the safe, before I blaze the place
and here`s six shots just in case
Brooklyn Brooklyn Brooklyn
Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit ya drawers
Where you from Brooklyn goin out to all
Crown Heights You don`t stop
Brownsville You won`t stop, nigga
Brooklyn Brooklyn Brooklyn
Hah hah! Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit ya drawers
Where we from Brooklyn goin out to all
Bushwick You don`t stop
Fort Greene You won`t stop, niggaz
Yeah, yeah, yeah
For nine six, the only MC with a flu
Yeah I rhyme sick, I be what you`re tryin to do
Made a fortune off Peru, extradite, china white heron
Nigga please, like short sleeves I bear arms
Stay out my way from here on CLEAR Gone
Me and Gutter had two spots
The two for five dollar hits, the blue tops
Gotta go, Coolio mean it`s gettin Too Hot
If Fay` had twins, she`d probably have two-Pac`s
Get it Tu-pac`s
Time to separate the pros from the cons
The platinum from the bronze
That butter soft shit from that leather on the Fonz
A S1 diamond from a eye class don
A Cham` Dom` sipper from a Rosay nigga, huh
Brook-Nam, sippin on
Cristal forever, play the crib when it`s mink weather
The M.A.F.I.A. keep canons in they Marc Buchanans
Usually cuatro cinco, the shell sink slow, tossin ya
Mad slugs through your Nautica, I`m warnin ya
Hah, what the fuck
Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit ya drawers
Where you from Brooklyn goin out to all
Flatbush You don`t stop
Redhook You won`t stop, nigga
Brooklyn Brooklyn Brooklyn
Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit ya drawers
Where you from Brooklyn goin out to all
East New York You don`t stop
Clinton Hill You won`t stop, nigga
Is Brooklyn in the house
Uhh, Roc-A-Fella, y`all, Junior M.A.F.I.A.
Superbad click, Brook-lyn`s Finest, you re-wind this
Represetin BK to the fullest
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