s right, what? Check it... [Chorus: Free Murda] Brooklyn, get it on, you can get it on We can get it on, everybody get it on Go head and get drunk, nigga
feathers on 'em If Doc give me the word I put this Berretta on him When the beef is on my piece is on Them white sheets is on 'em Doc breathin on 'em
parentheses) Ready Or Not! (Yo!) - Wyclef Here we come! (Uh Huh) All the biting M.C.'s and the pirates, I go run! (Come on, come on) (Why?)'Cause they
in i'll tell you how it all began (gun shots) That's how it sounded when I-N-C came into the game On 10th of murder then - them, them, Well we, we, we
chop it, bag it, stash it, stack it Get in, get out - that's a O.G.'s classic 900-Hustler, you pass it around Wanna speak to me direct, hit extension
Another One Bites The Dust!) [Wyclef]: If you're a soldier at ease My military style is known to murder Nazi's, Brooklyn to Germany (Come on) My
on it Flipped two keys in two weeks and didn't flaunt it My brain is haunted with mean dreams GS's with BB's on it, supreme schemes to get richer Than
I be on my g-shit, I be on my, I be on my G shit, G shit Cause I?m a gangsta Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit, I be on my, I be on my G shit, G shit Cause
the crabs, Fuck it (Can you kick it?) [Redman] Huh, it's that funkdelic, funked up the spot and tell it, Fuck the vest niggas better start puttin' on
, actin' gay He's the King of New York, I'm the King of L.A. Doin' it the O.G. way, it's sorta like The Brooklyn Way, it's just the crook in me So this
Brooklyn, this is the set-off Kay Sleezy, take it to the streets nigga Word up, Sauce Money, uh, uh Proper set-off Don't get it fucked up 'cause Sauce
on it Flipped two keys in two weeks and didn't flaunt it My brain is haunted, with mean dreams GS's with BB's on it, supreme schemes, to get Richer
in large amounts And never spend a day in life movin' them cracks about? That's not what Crack's about; I cooked it, cut it and lift it From Brooklyn
murder just to maintain Tell me what you thought I'm from a city Where they gang bang and I got that thang thang Get it however you want it cop a fo
can't be moved Here's the rules, chop it, bag it, stash it, stack it Get in, get out - that's a O.G.'s classic 900-Hustler, you pass it around Wanna speak
'Cause the U.S.G. is where I stay Murder murder Ya life's on the line Murder murder Here's a bullet for ya mind Murder murder I'm out doin' crime Murder murder
one eight zero, you'll turn, squeeze, ending It's on like it's never been It's bleeding well It's bigger than a breadbox It can roast my leaky finance
And now it's time bring out the headliner for the evening Very special, please welcome to the stage Escape from New York, but I be on some Brooklyn,
