Brooklyn
Jay-Z Ft Fabolous & Uncle Murda Lyrics


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Is Brooklyn in here tonight?

[Chorus:]
Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brook! Brook! Brook!
Where Brooklyn at, Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at, Brooklyn
Where Brookyln at, Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at? Brooklyn
Where Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn!
Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brook! Brook! Brooklyn at!

[Fabolous]
I'm right here, big; ya boy sittin' on top like a hair wig, Benz style fly
Bush wick sick, East New York walk the Brownsville grill, ill
You see, I got a Fort Green lean, Clinton hill the chill red-hook look, man
Ain't no shook hands in Brooklyn; son, yo' life can get took, man
And threw off bridges; one hard top, two soft bitches
Ride through the borough with two four fizez
Phantom open up like two door fridges
I'm makin' change to New York digits from seven-one-eight to one-eight-seven
The two-one-two to two-one-one, ya boy's back
With a new one, son

[Chorus]

[Fabolous]
I see you, Brooklyn, what it look like?

[Jay-z]
I'm right here, Fab, wavin' the flag, comin' from Nostrand Ave.
I came to take the game in my Daddy Kane chain; niggas gave it up smooth
They ain't wanna hear the bang; bang, I'm back on my bully shit
That flat bush, bush wick, black hoody shit
Half a billi in the bankroll, bank stop anybody
Bank stop anybody - what you bank ho? Big B's on the wheels
Spread love the Brooklyn way; B, how's it feel?
I'm on my Robin Thicke shit; shit ever gets thick, back to robbin' niggas quick, trick, click
Ante up, all you niggas is Brittney - pull ya panties up
Whole borough is wit' me, hold ya cannons up
Buck one for Bucktown, Brooklyn; what the fuck?

[Chorus]

[Uncle Murda]
I'm right here, Hov
East New York, Uncle Murda feelin' good; I hooked up wit' jigga
Got my grandma out the hood; ROC is back, now look at niggas
Now they can't say J ain't signed a Brooklyn nigga
Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
Shootin' somebody up, or gettin' off them packs, or go into the club
Lookin' for somethin' to cap or runnin' up in ya crib like, where the safe at?
East New York'll shoot ya; they'll gat ya, homey
Brownsville rob ya; they'll clap ya, homey
Benz style, I'll get you killed for a hundred grams
Get a Coney Island nigga to pull the trigga, man
Ask Flex, he used to run the turf
Brookyln had dudes scared to rep their borough
Uncle Murda - I'm a rep to the fullest
Like shine in the club, I throw bullets, bullets

[Chorus]

[Fabolous]
A'ight, son, it's a like it or not thing, know what I mean?
This one is for Brooklyn
I'm in ma Benz style fly, you know? Bushwick sick
I walk that East New York walk
Brownsville grill, got ma Fort Green lean
Ha ha, Clinton hill shill, red hook look, that flat bush push, know what I mean?
Cypress Hill feel, crown heights tight wit' it
The Williamsburg swerve, Coney Island stylin' on 'em




Canarsie flawsy, Park slope dope, you know?
Ya dig? This fa Brooklyn; it's young Brooklyn

Overall Meaning

The song "Brooklyn" by Jay-Z featuring Fabolous and Uncle Murda is a tribute to the Brooklyn borough of New York City. The song opens with the line "Is Brooklyn in here tonight?" followed by a repetitive chorus that highlights the pride of being from Brooklyn.


Fabolous talks about his various experiences in different neighborhoods of Brooklyn, like Bushwick, East New York, Brownsville, Fort Green, Clinton Hill, and Red Hook, where he has a specific association with each of them. He also talks about how Brooklyn is a tough place where one's life can be taken in a second. Jay-Z's verse talks about his return to the rap game after retiring and how his experience growing up in Brooklyn shaped him as an artist. Uncle Murda refers to himself as a representative of Brooklyn and talks about the dangerous side of Brooklyn, where people get shot and robbed by others.


In summary, the song is an ode to the neighborhood and its people, their pride, and the tough culture they have grown up in.


Line by Line Meaning

Is Brooklyn in here tonight?
Asking if there are any residents or people from Brooklyn present in the room.


Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brook! Brook! Brook!
Repeating the name of the borough for emphasis and representing pride for Brooklyn.


Where Brooklyn at, Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at, Brooklyn Where Brookyln at, Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at? Brooklyn Where Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brook! Brook! Brooklyn at!
Asking and shouting out to locate Brooklyn residents and showing excitement for the borough.


I'm right here, big; ya boy sittin' on top like a hair wig, Benz style fly
Introducing himself as present and successful, with Benz car and swag.


Bush wick sick, East New York walk the Brownsville grill, ill
Proudly referencing different areas of Brooklyn and their culture.


You see, I got a Fort Green lean, Clinton hill the chill red-hook look, man
Further describing the different neighborhoods of Brooklyn and his familiarity with them.


Ain't no shook hands in Brooklyn; son, yo' life can get took, man
Warning that for outsiders, Brooklyn is not a place for fake friendliness but can be dangerous for those who might try to disrespect or harm its residents.


And threw off bridges; one hard top, two soft bitches
Referencing the punishment of those who cross the line in Brooklyn, and his convertible car with two attractive women.


Ride through the borough with two four fizez Phantom open up like two door fridges
Driving through the different neighborhoods of Brooklyn, with a luxurious car open to show off to those around.


I'm makin' change to New York digits from seven-one-eight to one-eight-seven The two-one-two to two-one-one, ya boy's backWith a new one, son
Boasting about his ability to make money and connections in different area codes, and announcing his comeback with new music.


I see you, Brooklyn, what it look like?
Acknowledging Brooklyn with respect and admiration and asking how the borough is doing.


I'm right here, Fab, wavin' the flag, comin' from Nostrand Ave
Located in Brooklyn, waving the flag of his borough and referencing the street he is from.


I came to take the game in my Daddy Kane chain; niggas gave it up smoothThey ain't wanna hear the bang; bang, I'm back on my bully shit
Reclaiming his dominance in the rap game, and referencing Brooklyn rapper Big Daddy Kane and his chain. Others gave up easily and didn't want to hear the hard-hitting rap style he is known for.


That flat bush, bush wick, black hoody shitHalf a billi in the bankroll, bank stop anybody
Paying homage to the different areas of Brooklyn and their culture. Boasting his wealth and ability to stop anyone in the bank.


Bank stop anybody - what you bank ho? Big B's on the wheelsSpread love the Brooklyn way; B, how's it feel?
Continuing to show off his bankroll and car details while also referencing Brooklyn rapper Notorious B.I.G. and his classic song. Promoting positivity and community love and asking how it feels to be a part of it all.


I'm on my Robin Thicke shit; shit ever gets thick, back to robbin' niggas quick, trick, click
Comparing himself to singer Robin Thicke who also originated from Brooklyn. Showing that he can also take it back to his old ways of robbing if needed.


Ante up, all you niggas is Brittney - pull ya panties upWhole borough is wit' me, hold ya cannons upBuck one for Bucktown, Brooklyn; what the fuck?
Referencing the song 'Ante Up' and likening his rap peers to pop star Brittney Spears teasing them to toughen up. Encouraging the entire Brooklyn borough to join him in holding weapons up. Shouting out to a neighborhood in Brooklyn.


East New York, Uncle Murda feelin' good; I hooked up wit' jiggaGot my grandma out the hood; ROC is back, now look at niggasNow they can't say J ain't signed a Brooklyn nigga
Proudly referencing his collaboration with Jay-Z (Jigga), getting his grandmother out of the dangerous ghetto and announcing that Brooklyn artists are signed with Roc-A-Fella records.


Shootin' somebody up, or gettin' off them packs, or go into the clubLookin' for somethin' to cap or runnin' up in ya crib like, where the safe at?
Discussing the violence and crime that commonly occurs in Brooklyn. Mentioning shooting people or distributing drugs, club violence, and home invasions.


East New York'll shoot ya; they'll gat ya, homeyBrownsville rob ya; they'll clap ya, homey
Further emphasizing the danger of the neighborhoods in Brooklyn, including East New York and Brownsville. Suggesting people can get killed or robbed there.


Benz style, I'll get you killed for a hundred gramsGet a Coney Island nigga to pull the trigga, man
Using a luxury car to intimidate people and upholding an image in the Brooklyn streets. Coney Island resident will pull the trigger for drugs.


Ask Flex, he used to run the turfBrookyln had dudes scared to rep their boroughUncle Murda - I'm a rep to the fullestLike shine in the club, I throw bullets, bullets
Referencing DJ Funkmaster Flex and his knowledge of Brooklyn. Mentioning how scary it used to be to represent Brooklyn. Proclaiming his allegiance to Brooklyn and being confrontational in clubs.


A'ight, son, it's a like it or not thing, know what I mean? This one is for BrooklynI'm in ma Benz style fly, you know? Bushwick sickI walk that East New York walkBrownsville grill, got ma Fort Green leanHa ha, Clinton hill shill, red hook look, that flat bush push, know what I mean?Cypress Hill feel, crown heights tight wit' itThe Williamsburg swerve, Coney Island stylin' on 'em Canarsie flawsy, Park slope dope, you know?Ya dig? This fa Brooklyn; it's young Brooklyn
Addressing his audience and stating that no matter what people think of Brooklyn, this song is for his borough. Describing more neighborhoods in Brooklyn and what makes them unique. Concluding that this song embodies the energy and spirit of young Brooklyn residents.




Lyrics Β© Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: ANDREW ROETTGER, TUPAC SHAKUR, CHRISTOPHER WALLACE, JOHN JACKSON, SHAWN 'JAY Z' CARTER, LEONARD GRANT

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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?



All comments from YouTube:

@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

#THEFAMILYπŸ™ŒπŸ½

@ericsuarez2571

Brownsville still jacking this in 2021 πŸ’ͺ🀘

@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

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