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[Zabi.]

Lemme tell you where I grew up at
Sip mo', threw up at, flip coke, blew up that
Where fake thugs got they vests shoot up at
Brooklyn! Beef, who want that?

[Zabi.]

oh BITCH

It's B.K. nigga, get ya vest ate up
Over them chips, you could get S-Ked up
They find you in the back of the building, sprayed up
All for the love of this paper, we misled
By 21, some'll be dead
By 22, the rest of these dudes are bein' feds
We got change but we still fucked up
Niggas is outta jail but they locked up
The feds takin' prints when we pullin' the drops up
BK open up, get popped up
You know whats the borough where cats drive wit' the box in the truck
Tre pound locked up, wrist be rocked up
Yellin' out "Get down, lay down when we pop up!"
Blocks so hot we drop the rocks wit' tops up
Windows tinted, you can't see whos in it
It's Brown nigga, I represent it, it's Brooklyn!

[Zabi.]

I'm just realizing that she's actually so beautiful