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• Artiste: Killah Priest
• Titre: Brooklyn Style
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[Intro: Starkim] What's poppin' world? (What's poppin' y'all?) I gotta go hard my nigga, (Geah, I gotta go hard) Not cause everybody doin' it, not at all, (Nah) Cause they fabricatin' it, lyin' to y'all, true story (Word) I mean, I don't like to be lied to (Not at all) I tell you like this tho my nigga (Whaddup?) If you hood, you hood, if you not, you not, ya dig? (You heard that) Shit runs thru my veins tho, (Yeah) I was born this way (Uh-huh) I gotta question for you tho? (What's poppin'?) Are you? [Starkim:] Niggas talkin' bout they ghetto but they don't really live it They usin' the hood as a gimmick, come to my neck of the woods Watch you play the role of being timid Quiet, soft, tuckin' jewels as you walk Me? I'm a young nigga, but I swag thru any hood with the hawk Let the haters talk, nah, approach, press 'em You talkin' shit, actin' like a bitch See that's what happens, dick 08 shit, you will get jumped quick You too been in tape flicks Get high and laugh till we sick Pointin' at us, sayin' that's what you get Nah that's G'd up, you want hood, that's the block Gettin' high, duckin' cops There's bitches in the streets, I don't wanna get knocked Money neva pop, time is money, time neva stops, tick-tock That's why I always watch And everything I do, you get the best of me Whatever you do, do it the best my G You probably could get legacy, let me see I go hard for the hood; Brooklyn sweater, Brooklyn hat Brooklyn this, Brooklyn that Project stores, me and my niggas 20 deep in the halls Yact up and high, back out and fly Fuckin' bitches, do it till we die Thug mansion, do it again in the sky Real shit, no lie, I'm the hardest King takin' what's mine Takin' my pie, my parents raised a thug prince So my bitches and niggas don't cry When I die, just know I rhyme for the hood, that's why [Outro: Starkim] Geah, geah, Starkim, that's some real hood shit for y'all niggas Check it, y'all betta get in tuned