Sonnie Carson - Brooklyn lyrics

rate me

Hello nigga,blue tapin’ and make green

You ain’t really that much I can’t see

So I will scream somewhere from this dirt

One hand over,the other on 6.30

Murder,murder,yeah,I know the feeling

You’re meditating

Yeah,I’ve been feeling shit

You need a phone check-up

Got those days

…you want everything in a Chico

Put my name on …and Billboards

And hang it with some pimps and real whores

They’ll think that I kill folks

It’s all about Brooklyn ,baby

It’s all about Brooklyn ,baby

It’s all about Brooklyn ,baby

It’s all about Brooklyn ,baby

Brooklyn is my house and I’m the fresh green from it

You’re turning brown you need some belle air

…all gone

Did you go,did you smoke my money?

Troubles are on blow

All I got is a hundred dollar bill

If you ain’t talking money then you got to chill

…I know how to step

I still made you without a budget

We like to think is…

It’s all about Brooklyn ,baby

It’s all about Brooklyn ,baby

It’s all about Brooklyn ,baby

It’s all about Brooklyn ,baby

…we don’t want the corner

We are taking the whole street

And I’m looking like something you can’t fit

Gangsta,gangsta,tell me how you do it?

You are running through the city

Like really it ain’t nothing to it

…Tell me what you call that?

Anybody get it

Who wants it?

Yeah,that Brooklyn bullshit

We’re on it

It’s all about Brooklyn ,baby

It’s all about Brooklyn ,baby

It’s all about Brooklyn ,baby

It’s all about Brooklyn ,baby

It’s all about Brooklyn ,baby

It’s all about Brooklyn ,baby

It’s all about Brooklyn ,baby

It’s all about Brooklyn ,baby