Brooklyns Finest Feat Biggie
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Okay, I'm reloaded!
You motherfuckers, think you big time?
Fuckin with Jay-Z, you gon' die, big time!
Here come the "Pain"

Jigga (Jigga), Bigga (Bigga)
Nigga, how you figure (how you figure)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayo, peep the style and the way the cops sweat us (uh-huh)
The number one question is can the feds get us (uh-huh)
I got vendettas in dice games against ass bettors (uh-huh)
And niggas who pump wheels and drive Jettas
Take that with ya

Hit ya, back split ya (uh)
Fuck fist fights and lame scuffles (uh)
Pillow case to your face, make the shell muffle (woo)
Shoot your daughter in the calf muscle (mhm)
Fuck a tussle, nickel-plated
Sprinkle coke on the floor, make it drug-related (haha)
Most hated

Can't fade it (uh, what?)
While y'all pump Willie, I run up and stunt silly (uh-huh)
Scared, so you sent your little mans to come kill me (uh)
But on the con-trilli, I packs the MAC-milli
Squeezed off on him, left them paramedics breathin' soft on him
"What's ya name?"

Who shot ya? Mob ties like Sinatra (uh)
Peruvians tried to do me in, I ain't paid them yet
Tryin' to push 700s, they ain't made them yet
Rolex and bracelets is frostbite rings too
Niggas 'round the way call me Igloo, stick who? (Motherfucker)

Jay-z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit your drawers
(Where you from?) Brooklyn, goin' out for all
(Marcy) That's right, you don't stop
(Bed-stuy) You won't stop (nigga)

What, what, what?
Jay-z, Big' Smalls, nigga shit your drawers
Brooklyn represent y'all, hit you fold
You crazy, think your little bit of rhymes can play me?
I'm from Marcy, I'm varsity, chump, you're JV
(Jigga) Jay-Z

Biggie baby! (Uh)
My Bed-Stuy flow's malicious, delicious
Fuck three wishes, made my road to riches
From 62s, Gemstars, my mom's dishes (uh)
Gram choppin', police van dockin'
Ds at my doors knockin' (what?)

Keep rockin', yeah
No more mister nice guy, I twist your shit
The fuck back with the pistols blazin'
Hot like Cajun (uh)
Hotter than even holdin' work at the Days Inn
With New York plates outside
Get up out of there, fuck your ride

Keep your hands high, shit gets steeper (uh)
Here comes the Grim Reaper, Frank White
Leave the keys to your InnKeeper (that's right)
Chill, homie, the bitch in the Shoney's told me
You're holdin' more drugs than a pharmacy
You ain't harmin' me, so pardon me
Pass the safe, before I blaze the place
And here's six shots just in case
(Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn)

Jay-z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit your drawers
(Where you from?) Brooklyn goin' out to all
(Crown Heights) You don't stop
(Brownsville) You won't stop (nigga)
(Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn)
(Ha ha) Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit your drawers
(Where we from?) Brooklyn goin' out to all
(Bushwick) You don't stop
(Fort Greene) You won't stop (niggas)

Yeah, yeah, yeah
For '9-6, the only MC with a flu
Yeah I rhyme sick, I be what you're trying to do
Made a fortune off Peru, extradite, China white heroin
Nigga please, like short sleeves I bear arms (um)
Stay out my way from here on (clear?) Gone! (uh)

Me and Gutter had two spots
The 2-for-5 dollar hits, the blue tops (uh-huh)
Gotta go, Coolio mean it's gettin' Too Hot
If Fay' had twins, she'd probably have two Pacs (uh)
Get it? Tupac's? (hh, uhh, uhh)

Time to separate the pros from the cons (and-uh)
The platinum from the bronze
That butter-soft shit from that leather on the Fonz (uh)
A S1 diamond from a I class don
A Chandon sipper from a Rose nigga, huh
Brook-nam, sippin' on

Cristal forever, play the crib when it's mink weather (uh)
The M.A.f.i.a. Keep cannons in they Marc Buchanans (uh)
Usually cuatro cinco, the shell sink slow
Tossin' ya, mad slugs through your Nautica
I'm warnin' ya (ha, what the fuck?)

Jay-z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit ya drawers
(Where you from?) Brooklyn goin' out to all
(Flatbush) You don't stop
(Red Hook) That's right, you won't stop (nigga)
(Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn)
Jay-z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit your drawers
(Where you from?) Brooklyn goin' out to all (ohwee)
(East New York) You don't stop
(Clinton Hill) You won't stop (nigga)
Is Brooklyn in the house?
(Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn)

Uhh, Roc-A-Fella y'all, Junior M.A.F.I.A
Supermen clique




Brooklyn's Finest, you re-wind this
Representing BK to the fullest

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Brooklyn's Finest" by Jay-Z and The Notorious B.I.G. showcases their lyrical prowess as they exchange verses about their experiences growing up in Brooklyn, facing the police and other dangers in the streets where they came from. The track features a sample of "Impeach the President" by The Honey Drippers that provides it with a funky, hard-hitting beat that complements the lyrics. The opening lines, "Okay, I'm reloaded! You motherfuckers, think you big time? Fuckin with Jay-Z, you gon' die, big time!," express Jay-Z's bravado as he challenges those who dare to cross him. They also express the intense rivalry between Jay-Z and Biggie that existed before their collaboration.


The verse, "The number one question is can the feds get us, I got vendettas in dice games against ass bettors, And niggas who pump wheels and drive Jettas, Take that with ya," speaks to the constant fear and paranoia felt by both rappers as they navigated their way through the streets of Brooklyn, facing not only other gangs but also police harassment. The chorus "Jay-z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit your drawers, Brooklyn goin' out to all" is a shout-out to their hometown of Brooklyn, and emphasizes the pride they feel in representing it to the world.


Overall, "Brooklyn's Finest" is a hard-hitting, swaggering track that serves as a testament to the lyrical and production prowess of both Jay-Z and The Notorious B.I.G. The song has become somewhat of a hip-hop classic and a staple in the New York rap scene.


Line by Line Meaning

Okay, I'm reloaded!
I am ready and prepared for whatever comes next.


You motherfuckers, think you big time?
Do you arrogant individuals believe you are important or significant?


Fuckin with Jay-Z, you gon' die, big time!
If you mess with Jay-Z, you will face severe consequences, even death.


Here come the 'Pain'
Prepare yourself, because here comes the intense struggle and hardship.


Jigga (Jigga), Bigga (Bigga)
Referring to Jay-Z and The Notorious B.I.G., respectively.


Nigga, how you figure (how you figure)
How do you come to that conclusion or belief, my friend?


Ayo, peep the style and the way the cops sweat us (uh-huh)
Pay attention to our demeanor and how the police constantly monitor and harass us.


The number one question is can the feds get us (uh-huh)
The primary concern is whether the federal authorities can successfully apprehend and incriminate us.


I got vendettas in dice games against ass bettors (uh-huh)
I hold grudges against those who cheat in gambling games and make poor bets.


And niggas who pump wheels and drive Jettas
Also, I have issues with individuals who act tough and own cars like Jettas.


Take that with ya
Take that information or warning with you and remember it.


Hit ya, back split ya (uh)
I will hit and attack you violently, causing your back to split or be injured.


Fuck fist fights and lame scuffles (uh)
I have no interest in simple fist fights or minor conflicts.


Pillow case to your face, make the shell muffle (woo)
I will suffocate you by putting a pillowcase over your face, muffling the sound of the gunshots.


Shoot your daughter in the calf muscle (mhm)
I will harm your daughter by shooting her in the calf muscle.


Fuck a tussle, nickel-plated
I have no desire for a struggle, I prefer using a nickel-plated gun.


Sprinkle coke on the floor, make it drug-related (haha)
I will scatter cocaine on the ground to create the appearance of a drug-related crime.


Most hated
I am the most despised or disliked individual.


Can't fade it (uh, what?)
You cannot handle or overcome my skills, abilities, or persona.


While y'all pump Willie, I run up and stunt silly (uh-huh)
While you pretend to be powerful or impressive, I swiftly excel and display my true greatness.


Scared, so you sent your little mans to come kill me (uh)
Out of fear, you sent your young associates to attempt to murder me.


But on the con-trilli, I packs the MAC-milli
But in reality, I possess a MAC-10 semi-automatic firearm.


Squeezed off on him, left them paramedics breathin' soft on him
I unloaded shots on them, causing the paramedics to struggle to keep them alive.


"What's ya name?"
What is your name?


Who shot ya? Mob ties like Sinatra (uh)
Who shot you? I have connections to organized crime just like Frank Sinatra did.


Peruvians tried to do me in, I ain't paid them yet
Individuals from Peru attempted to harm or kill me, but I have not settled my financial obligations to them.


Tryin' to push 700s, they ain't made them yet
I am attempting to sell high-end vehicles worth $700,000, but they are not yet available.


Rolex and bracelets is frostbite rings too
My expensive Rolex watch and jewelry are so cold that they can cause frostbite.


Niggas 'round the way call me Igloo, stick who? (Motherfucker)
People in the neighborhood refer to me as Igloo, and I am not one to be messed with.


Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit your drawers
Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls are here to intimidate you and make you tremble with fear.


(Where you from?) Brooklyn, goin' out for all
We proudly represent Brooklyn and we are reaching out to everyone.


(Marcy) That's right, you don't stop
Specifically from Marcy Projects, our determination and hustle never cease.


(Bed-stuy) You won't stop (nigga)
From Bedford-Stuyvesant, we will not be stopped or defeated.


What, what, what?
What is happening or being said?


Jay-Z, Big' Smalls, nigga shit your drawers
Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls are here to intimidate you and make you tremble with fear.


Brooklyn represent y'all, hit you fold
We proudly represent Brooklyn and we will hit you with such force that you will crumble.


You crazy, think your little bit of rhymes can play me?
You must be insane if you believe your weak lyrics can challenge or defeat me.


I'm from Marcy, I'm varsity, chump, you're JV
I come from Marcy Projects and I am at the highest level of skill and expertise, while you are just a junior varsity player.


(Jigga) Jay-Z
Referring to Jay-Z.


Biggie baby! (Uh)
Referring to The Notorious B.I.G.


My Bed-Stuy flow's malicious, delicious
My rap style from Bedford-Stuyvesant is aggressive and satisfyingly impressive.


Fuck three wishes, made my road to riches
I do not need luck or wishes, as I created my own path to wealth and success.


From 62s, Gemstars, my mom's dishes (uh)
I started my journey to success from selling drugs and using hidden compartments in my mother's kitchenware.


Gram choppin', police van dockin'
I am cutting and packaging grams of drugs while being on guard for approaching police vans.


Ds at my doors knockin' (what?)
Detectives are constantly knocking on my door, attempting to catch me in illegal activities.


Keep rockin', yeah
Continue to persevere and thrive, regardless of the challenging circumstances.


No more mister nice guy, I twist your shit
I am no longer acting polite or friendly, and I will manipulate or ruin your plans.


The fuck back with the pistols blazin'
Step back and retreat while the guns are fired or brandished.


Hot like Cajun (uh)
Burning hot like Cajun spices, I bring intense heat and intensity.


Hotter than even holdin' work at the Days Inn
I am even more hot or dangerous than holding illegal drugs at the Days Inn hotel.


With New York plates outside
Despite having New York license plates on my car, I am not afraid of being targeted by law enforcement.


Get up out of there, fuck your ride
Quickly escape from that place, do not worry about your car.


Keep your hands high, shit gets steeper (uh)
Raise your hands and surrender, as the situation becomes increasingly difficult or dangerous.


Here comes the Grim Reaper, Frank White
Prepare yourself for death, as I embody both the spiritual entity of death and the fictional character Frank White.


Leave the keys to your InnKeeper (that's right)
Give up control to me, as I metaphorically become the one in charge, like an innkeeper.


Chill, homie, the bitch in the Shoney's told me
Calm down, my friend, the woman at Shoney's restaurant informed me.


You're holdin' more drugs than a pharmacy
You possess a large amount of drugs, comparable to a fully stocked pharmacy.


You ain't harmin' me, so pardon me
Your attempts to cause harm or injury are not affecting me, so please excuse me.


Pass the safe, before I blaze the place
Hand over the hidden safe containing valuable items, or else I will set the location on fire.


And here's six shots just in case
I have six bullets prepared, as a precautionary measure.


(Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn)
Reiterating the pride and representation of Brooklyn.


Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit ya drawers
Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls are here to intimidate you and make you tremble with fear.


(Where you from?) Brooklyn goin' out to all
We proudly represent Brooklyn and we are reaching out to everyone.


(Crown Heights) You don't stop
Even in Crown Heights, we will not cease our efforts.


(Brownsville) You won't stop (nigga)
In Brownsville, we will not be stopped or defeated.


What, what, what?
What is happening or being said?


Jay-Z, Big' Smalls, nigga shit your drawers
Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls are here to intimidate you and make you tremble with fear.


Brooklyn represent y'all, hit you fold
We proudly represent Brooklyn and we will hit you with such force that you will crumble.


You crazy, think your little bit of rhymes can play me?
You must be insane if you believe your weak lyrics can challenge or defeat me.


I'm from Marcy, I'm varsity, chump, you're JV
I come from Marcy Projects and I am at the highest level of skill and expertise, while you are just a junior varsity player.


(Jigga) Jay-Z
Referring to Jay-Z.


Biggie baby! (Uh)
Referring to The Notorious B.I.G.


My Bed-Stuy flow's malicious, delicious
My rap style from Bedford-Stuyvesant is aggressive and satisfyingly impressive.


Fuck three wishes, made my road to riches
I do not need luck or wishes, as I created my own path to wealth and success.


From 62s, Gemstars, my mom's dishes (uh)
I started my journey to success from selling drugs and using hidden compartments in my mother's kitchenware.


Gram choppin', police van dockin'
I am cutting and packaging grams of drugs while being on guard for approaching police vans.


Ds at my doors knockin' (what?)
Detectives are constantly knocking on my door, attempting to catch me in illegal activities.


Keep rockin', yeah
Continue to persevere and thrive, regardless of the challenging circumstances.


No more mister nice guy, I twist your shit
I am no longer acting polite or friendly, and I will manipulate or ruin your plans.


The fuck back with the pistols blazin'
Step back and retreat while the guns are fired or brandished.


Hot like Cajun (uh)
Burning hot like Cajun spices, I bring intense heat and intensity.


Hotter than even holdin' work at the Days Inn
I am even more hot or dangerous than holding illegal drugs at the Days Inn hotel.


With New York plates outside
Despite having New York license plates on my car, I am not afraid of being targeted by law enforcement.


Get up out of there, fuck your ride
Quickly escape from that place, do not worry about your car.


Keep your hands high, shit gets steeper (uh)
Raise your hands and surrender, as the situation becomes increasingly difficult or dangerous.


Here comes the Grim Reaper, Frank White
Prepare yourself for death, as I embody both the spiritual entity of death and the fictional character Frank White.


Leave the keys to your InnKeeper (that's right)
Give up control to me, as I metaphorically become the one in charge, like an innkeeper.


Chill, homie, the bitch in the Shoney's told me
Calm down, my friend, the woman at Shoney's restaurant informed me.


You're holdin' more drugs than a pharmacy
You possess a large amount of drugs, comparable to a fully stocked pharmacy.


You ain't harmin' me, so pardon me
Your attempts to cause harm or injury are not affecting me, so please excuse me.


Pass the safe, before I blaze the place
Hand over the hidden safe containing valuable items, or else I will set the location on fire.


And here's six shots just in case
I have six bullets prepared, as a precautionary measure.


(Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn)
Reiterating the pride and representation of Brooklyn.


Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit ya drawers
Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls are here to intimidate you and make you tremble with fear.


(Where you from?) Brooklyn goin' out to all
We proudly represent Brooklyn and we are reaching out to everyone.


(Bushwick) You don't stop
Even in Bushwick, we will not cease our efforts.


(Fort Greene) You won't stop (niggas)
In Fort Greene, we will not be stopped or defeated.


Yeah, yeah, yeah
Expressing agreement and enthusiasm.


For '9-6, the only MC with a flu
In 1996, I was the only rapper with an infectious or captivating rap style.


Yeah I rhyme sick, I be what you're trying to do
Yes, my rhymes are ill and I am the level of skill that you aspire to reach.


Made a fortune off Peru, extradite, China white heroin
I earned a significant amount of money from selling drugs from Peru, specifically white heroin.


Nigga please, like short sleeves I bear arms (um)
Do not underestimate me, I am armed and ready just like someone wearing short sleeves.


Stay out my way from here on (clear?) Gone! (uh)
Do not cross me or interfere with me going forward, because I will swiftly make you disappear.


Me and Gutter had two spots
My associate Gutter and I controlled two locations for illegal activities.


The 2-for-5 dollar hits, the blue tops (uh-huh)
We sold drugs for $5 per dose, which were packaged in blue tops.


Gotta go, Coolio mean it's gettin' Too Hot
I must leave, as the situation is becoming dangerous and intense, similar to Coolio's song 'Too Hot.'


If Fay' had twins, she'd probably have two Pacs (uh)
If my girlfriend Fay had twins, it is likely that she would have two children resembling Tupac Shakur.


Get it? Tupac's? (hh, uhh, uhh)
Do you understand the play on words? Referring to Tupac Shakur's name.


Time to separate the pros from the cons (and-uh)
It is time to distinguish between the skilled professionals and the amateurs.


The platinum from the bronze
Differentiating the highest level of achievement (platinum) from mediocrity (bronze).


That butter-soft shit from that leather on the Fonz (uh)
We need to differentiate between weak and sentimental content from genuine toughness and coolness.


A S1 diamond from a I class don
Distinguishing the highest quality diamond (S1) from a lower class individual pretending to be important.


A Chandon sipper from a Rose nigga, huh
Separating someone who only drinks Chandon champagne from a more refined individual who drinks Rose champagne, emphasizing class differences.


Brook-nam, sippin' on
Representing Brooklyn and enjoying life while doing so.


Cristal forever, play the crib when it's mink weather (uh)
Drinking Cristal champagne indefinitely and staying indoors when the weather is cold enough to wear mink fur coats.


The M.A.f.i.a. Keep cannons in they Marc Buchanans (uh)
The M.A.f.i.a. keeps firearms hidden in their expensive Marc Buchanan clothing.


Usually cuatro cinco, the shell sink slow
I typically use a .45 caliber firearm, and the bullet will penetrate and sink into the target slowly.


Tossin' ya, mad slugs through your Nautica
I will shoot numerous rounds at you, piercing and damaging your Nautica clothing.


I'm warnin' ya (ha, what the fuck?)
I am cautioning or forewarning you about the consequences of your actions.


Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit ya drawers
Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls are here to intimidate you and make you tremble with fear.


(Where you from?) Brooklyn goin' out to all
We proudly represent Brooklyn and we are reaching out to everyone.


(Flatbush) You don't stop
Even in Flatbush, we will not cease our efforts.


(Red Hook) That's right, you won't stop (nigga)
In Red Hook, we will not be stopped or defeated.


(Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn)
Reiterating the pride and representation of Brooklyn.


Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit your drawers
Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls are here to intimidate you and make you tremble with fear.


(Where we from?) Brooklyn goin' out to all
We proudly represent Brooklyn and we are reaching out to everyone.


(East New York) You don't stop
Even in East New York, we will not cease our efforts.


(Clinton Hill) You won't stop (nigga)
In Clinton Hill, we will not be stopped or defeated.


Is Brooklyn in the house?
Is Brooklyn represented and present in this place or event?


(Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn)
Reiterating the pride and representation of Brooklyn.


Uhh, Roc-A-Fella y'all, Junior M.A.F.I.A
Shouting out Roc-A-Fella Records and Junior M.A.F.I.A., highlighting their affiliation or connection.


Supermen clique
A group of individuals with exceptional strength, power, or ability.


Brooklyn's Finest, you re-wind this
Considered the best that Brooklyn has to offer, this song is worth listening to again and again.


Representing BK to the fullest
Proudly representing Brooklyn in the most complete and authentic manner.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Rodolfo Antonio Franklin, Marshall Jones, Christopher Wallace, Leroy Bonner, Ralph Middlebrooks, Walter Morrison, Norman Napier, Marvin Pierce, Andrew Noland, Greg Webster, Shawn Carter

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