Ruste Juxx - Brooklyn's Finest lyrics
rate mefeat. Skyzoo
You look like a casting, no string Franklin
Brooklyn crowd, highest blasting, bank it
Jukes men stick up, gun shots slick up
Blood up, quick up, mob truck, pick up
Jet light fly-through, know how I do
VS best be Ruste, Skyzoo
Brooklyn on fire, pen at paper drawn
Shots fired, man down, get my paper on
TTDC gotta get that cash
Late no, strategize, I'ma hit stash
Most death most high all through most lie
This is how we live life, real niggas don't die
2013 I'm the one they come see
Royalty, motherfucking vic
See you can roll a red carpet out
But when I feel it in this bizz they gonna choke it out
Brooklyn’s in the house
Get with it motherfucker
Keep it real, youngin, you once nothing
Green night, honest it's knee high
Swear I never changed, it's all in between lines
Head in the range, I'm walking through each ride
You hear the way we're saying like we're talking from bee eye
We came up knowing our height, know they the type
They roll upon you on the light when they're offering bean pies
And the lights got a hold of us, fit us each perfectly
One to hide and no discussing, know the hating, know the love
Love is love like a Concorde 11, bro
Bad boy quoting my lines and how to catch em
Follow us and how we left it
I'm just tryina follow all the legends
And Ruste tryina follow you out the exit
So pick and chose which way that this shit will move
Leave in August, see it all, we live in booth
See the scars, you see me all in a winner's pool
Screaming you built for, we built, who built you motherfuckers?
Brooklyn’s in the house
Get with it motherfucker
Keep it real, youngin, you once nothing
Been all around the world, still brooklyn’s on.
