Super Brooklyn (Green Mix)

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[Verse One] S-T what I represent, N-Y Hold it down for my peeps in the 'ville in Do or- S-T what I represent, N-Y {scratches} S-T what I represent, N-Y Hold it down for my peeps in the 'ville in Do or Die For the record let it be known - chrome for sale And any one of these niggas could blow your grill Show your skill - you want war? Hold your steel You want more? Unload techs, you all could feel Raw deal, you all peel, run for the hills Run for your shields, the battlefield's blastin at will [Verse Two] Smoke Dawg you know my name I'll Be the same til the day that I'm laid down Niggas push me to the point's gotta spray rounds Takin' shit like for a game, actin likе clowns - always playin' You ain't bustin off, just shootin the breeze Cause you scarеd of the repercussion after we squeeze You ain't been through what I did just to get where I'm at Streets where I rep and B-K where I be at [Chorus: Cocoa Brovas] Cause Brook-lyn where we live-at Jugg-lin the good-crack (roo ROO) Hand-lin a big-gat My-army got my bi-zack [Verse 3: Steele] I'mma Brooklyn survivor, these streets is hotter than lava Top of saliva, burn you like fire I'm a B.K.D.C.S.T. smokin Nestle with a chick in a G.S. Tree {beat changes} Why Missy so sexy but she's a bitch Chill shorty, who can't play me I'm a general baby, what you crazy Bucktown where niggas be actin' so shady {beat changes back to 'Super Brooklyn'} [Verse 4: Tek] Welcome to Crooklyn, where we send shots to ya fitted Rock two tone doo rags and whips and kid it I love to shit it, fuck you if you ain't wit it Out here I know the D.A. get cases aquited So why would I up and leave, behind all my team All that cream, go to where new and start out clean My sixteen, these niggas cramp with hoes Been all around the word, still Brooklyn's own [Chorus: Cocoa Brovas] Cause Brook-lyn where we live-at Jugg-lin the good-crack (roo ROO) Hand-lin a big-gat My-army got my bi-zack Cause Brook-lyn where we live-at Jugg-lin the good-crack (roo ROO) Hand-lin a big-gat My-army got my bi-zack {beat changes} [Verse 5: Steele (Tek)] What we live is what you read about (And any time of the day we bring the heaters out) My nigga stacked his dough, then he bought the Beemer out (Now you wonderin what Cocoa B's about?) {beat changes back to 'Super Brooklyn'} [Verse Four] Cocoa B-R-double-O K-L-Y-N with a couple HOEES Tired of coppin weed bags, had enough of those Invest in a few pounds or a couple O's My niggas hustle most aggressive and keep the toast On point for the B's and whenever beef approach If you want me you can find me in the reefer smoke Chrome close, anyone compete - meet your ghost {beat changes} [Verse Five] All my heights and capers, Smoky Lah be one of the greatest Can't tell you all the things my niggas do for the papers Why our Roc's look like Raiders and got models for ladies Come through in fresh wears, always drivin Mercedes {beat changes to 'How Many Emcees'} Summer days and mountain bikes, wet Timbs on my feet Move with the heat, Cocoa B's influence your speech Four in a week, catch me in the park gettin scent Federales stay all over the bar, behind the neck, out in {beat changes back to 'Super Brooklyn'} [Chorus: Cocoa Brovas] Cause Brook-lyn where we live-at Jugg-lin the good-crack (roo ROO) Hand-lin a big-gat My-army got my bi-zack Cause Brook-lyn where we live-at Jugg-lin the good-crack (roo ROO) Hand-lin a big-gat My-army got my bi-zack
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