Maffew Ragazino - Brownsville Bullies lyrics
rate meAh, ah, yo, yo
It’s this hell from your boy of course he go hard
This is me, bear part, you mobbing all
Just how I proceed to civilize the earth civilized
For my niggas I’ma do this till I die
We going ...
A flowing storm like heroine through the veins of Ray Charles
I just nod and create me a strong
All ...is a bet, but you didn’t fall
This is what I’m in it for, for the love of the cash
You’ll get your head chizzled off
It’s the whip with the chrome
Cause your lifestyle don’t match
With the shit that you spit in your song
Get clapped for some thing that you spit in your song
Lil fame still getting it on, warrup Skeets
Brownville baby, kept it funky since the 80’s
Boy I beat your ass ugly like that monkey did that lady
Fuck you, aha, fuck you nigga, pay me!
Mop intervention, them motherfuckers is crazy
That’s how we do, ok baby, that’s how we do
Ok baby, ok, how we do it Brooklyn,
Straight out of Brownsville, home of the brave
Put my work in the street and the slave
Name my footprint down on the pave
Elephant print on my jays, saint Mathew on pray
Emeralds, diamonds, 7 deputies, blue rubies
Scarface style, smoking Cubans in the jacuzzi
The whole world belongs to yours truly
Catfish lobster tail with the swordfish sushi
My life is a movie
Neil Macalean heat, 7 day theory track
Number 12 on repeat
Every single time you see me I’m chic like 1/3 of the lots
Vietnamese don’t burgundy tops
OMP stocks, all girl socks
Resting my shit slow, you talking all that jazz
Care to let go
I crack down like...and play it cool like Marvel and cash money
It’s Matthew
Young bells still ringing, get them, get them
Fireworks came back, how we do in Brooklyn
You can get a forklift, can’t no bullshit
Once shit get ugly, you know how the wolves get
You got to know that we stay lock and loaded
We there to pop the show and we won’t stop for no one
Show them how it’s done from the back blocks
Got the bird for the hand funds from the crack spots
Topper us to separate the hands from the half knots
Come on now, we only got one last shot,
This is real, it ain’t until you get hit you learn the pistol burn
Kiss your mother, tell your brother, get you an earn
You know the murder marksmen, niggas get you concerned
We back now, we launching our official return
Tough and Fizzy, you know we get bizy
With billy...now we taking over the city
Niggas wanna ask who is he, ...
I put the family with me
That’s how we do, ok baby, that’s how we do
Ok baby, ok, how we do it Brooklyn.
