Brooklyn
Fabolous Ft. JZ & Uncle Murda Lyrics
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(Brooklyn), the family
(Brooklyn, Brooklyn) ha ha
You know the fuckin' vibe
(Brooklyn, Brooklyn) trilogy
I'm so Brooklyn
I should get paid for the work I put in
I like that nigga chain so you know I took it (gimme that)
I'm so Brooklyn
I did the same thing walkin' out the bookings
I'm so Brooklyn
I had to sign with Jay, yo Hov good lookin' (it's the Roc)
You ever shot an opp with a MAC? (Uh)
You ever shot an opp in his back? (Boom, boom, boom)
Spun the block, made it clap (I miss that nigga)
Let the shots so you spun right back (I got that nigga)
I used to keep a Glock, that's a fact (you know that)
I still keep a Glock, matter of fact (you know my body)
You never gotta ask me where it's at (I got it)
I bang on a nigga like I'm Shaq (boom, boom, boom)
I bust my gun and I trap (facts)
I can show you how to make a stack (get money nigga)
I can show you how to make it stack (get money nigga)
I got two bodies, what's ya stats? (You know my body)
Nigga fakin' with that paperwork
Put money on ya head, watch this paper work (I got 'em)
My shooter said I gotta pay him first
I told my shooter go and slay 'em first (where is that nigga?)
Got a new pistol, gotta name it first (my baby)
Before you shoot, you better aim it first (hold it, hold it steady)
I start shit then I spark shit (you know I don't give a fuck)
'Bout to get on some real King of New York shit (ha)
And I only drink that dark shit (Dusse)
When I'm off it, it get awkward (ha)
Street Fam, that's my dog, shit
If he call 2X, we gon' off shit (boom, boom, boom)
I'm so Brooklyn
I need a vacay for all the work I put in (for real)
I'm so Brooklyn
We needed opportunities, so we took 'em (gimme that!)
I'm so Brooklyn
Pop up with the tools at ya house, call me Bookman (no more good times...)
I'm so Brooklyn
And if you don't know, now you know
(B.I.G., good lookin')
What you know about bouncin' right back (huh?)
Cop bad work, took them ounces right back? (Yeah)
Back to the wall, yeah, them ounces like that (that)
Back against the ropes, gotta pounce and fight back (yeah)
When you really do it, don't announce it like that (shh)
Y'all sayin' it wrong, you don't even pronounce it like that (ha)
My bitch walk through like she know bouncers like that
Like damn (damn), not even basketball's bouncin' like that (like that)
Still do it for my projects (yeah)
Still winnin', I ain't lose my pride yet (nah)
Old town road for my projects (huh)
Ride 'til I can't no more, Lil Nas X
Yeah, we the heroes to the zeros
Where I come from they don't hear those other weirdos
We the ones who represent 'em, not Shapiros
We they favorite gangstas, nah, not De Niro
If you play or you ask 'til we okay and relax
I'm so Brooklyn, my nigga, if I say it, it's facts (facts)
If I may it I Bachs, if I roll I Royce
Like every day is Christmas, I got the coldest toys (coldest)
Told my boys, ten toes, hold ya poise
For the biggest comeback, word to Soulja Boy
Yeah, I slide out like Polaroids
Yeah, I'm outside with the older boys
Yeah, I tell you in my best Hova voice
I can move in a room full of vultures, boy
Yeah, my body different, I'm a shooter but I snipe though
Her body different, she just came from gettin' lipo (yeah)
It is what it is, still'll pipe though (still'll pipe though)
I say it what I said, ain't no typo (she like it)
You from New York, which part are you from?
I look at her like, bitch, are you dumb?
Brooklyn, Brooklyn
Brooklyn, Brooklyn
Brooklyn, Brooklyn
Brooklyn, Brooklyn
In the song "Brooklyn" by Fabolous, the rapper boasts about his identity as a Brooklyn native and his experiences growing up in the borough. The repetition of the word "Brooklyn" and the phrase "you know the fuckin' vibe" emphasizes the pride and confidence that Fabolous has in his roots, as well as the intensity and toughness associated with the area. He describes the violent and criminal actions he has taken, including stealing a rapper's chain and shooting at and killing others, suggesting that these actions are somehow linked to his Brooklyn identity. The lyrics also include references to popular Brooklyn figures, such as Jay-Z, the rapper Notorious B.I.G., and the character Bookman from the sitcom "Good Times."
Overall, the song is a celebration of the toughness, grit, and pride associated with Brooklyn culture. However, it is important to note that the song also promotes violence and criminal behavior, which are not traits that should be solely attributed to any specific geographical location.
Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Written by: Caswell Senior, Daven Vanderpool, David George Scott, Dwight Grant, Ed Hill, Edzer Angerville, Joseph Jackson, Rafael Cameron Jr.
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[Intro - Funkmaster Flex]
Is Brooklyn in here tonight?!?!?!?
[Hook: Notorious B.I.G.]
Where Brooklyn at?
[Verse 1: Fabolous]
We right here, Big
Your boy sitting on top like a hair wig
Bed-Stuy fly, Bushwick sick
East New York walk the Brownsville grill, ill
You see, I got a Fort Greene lean
Clinton Hill chill, Red Hook look, man
Ain't no shook hands in Brooklyn
Son, your life can get took, man
Then threw off bridges
One hard top, two soft bitches
Ride through the borough with two four fifths-es
Phantom open up like two door fridges
I make 'em change the New York digits
From 718 to 187, from 212 to 211
Your boy's back with a new one son, huh!
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Jay-Z]
I'm right here Fab, waving the flag, I'm from Nostrand Ave
I came to take the game in my Daddy Kane chain
Niggas gave it up smooth
They ain't want to hear the bang, BANG
I'm back on my bully shit
That Flatbush, Bushwick black hoodie shit
Half a billie in the bank roll
Bank stop anybody, what's your bank, ho?
Big B's on the wheel
Spread love the Brooklyn way, B how's it feel?
I'm on my Robin Thicke shit
Shit ever gets thick, back to robbing niggas quick
Trick, click, ante up
All you niggas Britney, pull your panties up
Whole borough is with me, hold your cannons up
Buck one for Bucktown, Brooklyn, what the fuck?!!
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Uncle Murda]
I'm right here Hov! East New York, Uncle Murda feeling good
I hooked up with Jigga, got my grandma out the hood
Marcy is back -- now look at niggas
Now they can't say Jay ain't sign a Brooklyn nigga
Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
Shooting somebody up or getting off the packs
Or going to the club looking for something to dap
Or running up in the crib like, "Where the safe at?"
East New York will shoot you -- they dap your homey
Brownsville will rob ya -- they clap your homey
Bed-Stuy will get you killed for a hundred grams
Get a Coney Island nigga to pull the trigga, man
Ask Flex -- he used to run the Tunnel
Brooklyn had dudes scared to rep they borough
Uncle Murda, I'mma rep to the fullest
Like Shyne, in the club I throw bullets
[Outro: Fabolous]
Ha son!!! It's a like it or not thing, nah mean?
This one is for Brooklyn, I'm in my Bed-Stuy fly, you know
Bushwick sick, I walk that East New York walk, Brownsville grill
Got my Fort Greene lean, ha ha, Clinton Hill chill, Red Hook look
That Flatbush push, nah mean Cypress Hill feel
Crown Heights tight with it, the Williamsburg swerve
Coney Island styling on 'em, Canarsie flossing
Park Slope dope you know, ya dig?
@ATrueProHero
Still remember the day this song dropped. EVERYBODY from canarsie started callin it da flossy. Fab started this, no questions asked
@HOAKob923
Facts
@hiyoniahamilton5650
#THEFAMILY🙌🏽
@ericsuarez2571
Brownsville still jacking this in 2021 💪🤘
@dramastone4875
WHO XAME HERE AFTER HEARING UNCLE MURDA ON 'SO BROOKLYN'
@shelstone66
Dead ass tho
@loveshaybaby
Had to do my homework on this challenge
@kennyray3803
lol super fcts
@akeembrown7945
I did
@blancoco3524
I been here since 08 or whenever this shit dropped lol