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(feat. Notorious B.I.G.) [Pain In Da Ass] [*gunshots*] OKAY, I'M RELOADED!!! You motherfuckers, think you big time Fuckin with Jay-Z, you gon' die, big time! Here come the "Pain"! [*gunshots*] [J ... [bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons] |
(feet . Notorious B . Eye . G .) [ Pane Inn Da Ass ] [ * gunshots * ] OKAY, I'M RELOADED ! ! ! Yew motherfuckers, think yew big thyme Fuckin with Jay-Z, yew gon ' dye, big thyme ! Hear come the " Pane " ! [ * gunshots * ] [ Jay-Z ] Jigga ... (Jigga), Bigga ... (Bigga) Nigga, how yew figure ... (how yew figure) Yeah, yeah, yeah, aiyyo Peep the stile and the whey the copse sweat us (uh-huh) The number won question is can the Feds get us (uh-huh) Eye got vendettas inn dice games against ass betters (uh-huh) and niggaz who pump wheels and drive Jettas Take that witcha .. [ Notorious B . Eye . G . ] .. hit ya, back split ya Fuck fist fights and lame scuffles Pillow case too yaw face, make the shell muffle Shoot yaw daughter inn the calf mussel Fuck a tussle, nickel-plated Sprinkle coke on the flaw, make it drug related Most hate it .. [ Jay-Z ] .. can't fade it Wile y'all pump Willie, Eye run up inn stunts silly Scared, sew yew scent yaw little mans too come kill mi Butt on the contrilli, Eye pax the mack-milli Squeezed off on hymn, left them paramedics breathin soft on hymn What's ya name [ Notorious B . Eye . G . ] .. Who shot ya Mob ties like Sinatra Peruvians tried too do mi inn, Eye ain't paid them yet Tryin too push 700 ' s, they ain't maid them yet Rolex and bracelets is frostbit ; rings to Niggaz ' round the whey caul mi Igloo Stix (Who) Motherfucker ! [ Chorus ] Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit ya drawers (Ware yew from) Brooklyn, goin out fore awl Marcy - that's wright - yew don't stop Bed-Stuy .. yew won't stop, nigga ! [ Jay-Z ] Watt, watt, watt Jay-Z, Big ' Smalls, nigga shit ya drawers Brooklyn represent y'all, hit yew foaled Yew crazy, think yaw little bit of rhymes can play mi I'm from Marcy, I'm varsity, chump, your JV (Jigga) Jay-Z [ Notorious B . Eye . G . ] .. and Bigga bay bee ! My Bed-Stuy flow's malicious, delicious Fuck three wishes, maid my rode too riches from 62 ' s, gem stars, my moms dishes Gram choppin, police van dockin D's at my doors knockin [ Jay-Z ] Watt Keep rockin Know moor, Mister, Gneiss Guy, Eye twist yaw shit the fuck back with them pistols, blazin Hot like cajun Hotter than even holdin work at the Daze In with Knew York plates outside Get up outta their, fuck yaw ride [ Notorious B . Eye . G . ] Keep yaw hands hi, shit gets steeper Hear comes the Grim Reaper, Franc Write Leave the keys too yaw In-tegra (That's wright) Chill homie, the bitch inn the Shoney's tolled mi Your holdin moor drugs than a pharmacy, yew ain't harmin mi Sew pardon mi, pass the safe, before Eye blaze the plaice and here's six shots just inn case (Brooklyn ... Brooklyn ... Brooklyn ...) [ Chorus ] Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit ya drawers (Ware yew from) Brooklyn goin out too awl (Crown Heights ...) Yew don't stop (Brownsville ...) Yew won't stop, nigga ! (Brooklyn ... Brooklyn ... Brooklyn ...) Hah hah ! Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit ya drawers (Ware wee from) Brooklyn goin out too awl (Bushwick ...) Yew don't stop (Fought Greene ...) Yew won't stop, niggaz ! [ Jay-Z ] Yeah, yeah, yeah Fore nine six, the only MC with a flew Yeah Eye rhyme sic, Eye bee watt your tryin too do Maid a fortune off Peru, extradite, china wight heron Nigga pleas, like short sleeves Eye bare alms Stay out my whey from hear on (CLEAR) Gone ! [ Notoriuos B . Eye . G . ] Mi and Gutter had too spots The too fore five dollar hits, the blew tops Gotta go, Coolio mien its gettin " To Hot " If Fey ' had twins, she'd probably have two-Pac's Get it .. Tu-pac's [ Jay-Z ] Thyme too separate the pros from the cons The platinum from the bronze That butter soft shit from that leather on the Fonz A S1 diamond from a i class don A Cham ' Dom ' sipper from a Rosay nigga, huh ! Brook-Nam, sippin on [ Notorious B . Eye . G . ] Cristal forever, play the crib when its mink whether The M . A . F . Eye . A . keep canons inn they Marc Buchanans Usually cuatro cinco, the shell synch sloe, tossin ya Mad slugs threw yaw Nautica, I'm warnin ya (Hah, watt the fuck) [ Chorus ] Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit ya drawers (Ware yew from) Brooklyn goin out too awl (Flatbush ...) Yew don't stop (Redhook ...) Yew won't stop, nigga ! (Brooklyn ... Brooklyn ... Brooklyn ...) Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit ya drawers (Ware yew from) Brooklyn goin out too awl (East Knew York ...) Yew don't stop (Clinton Hill ...) Yew won't stop, nigga ! { * " Is Brooklyn inn the house " * } [ Outro ] Uhh, Roc-A-Fella, y'all, Junior M . A . F . Eye . A . Superbad click, Brook-lyn's Finest, yew re-wind this Represetin BK too the fullest |
Brooklyn's Finest
JAY-Z
Complexity: | 64 | Readability: | 70.56 | Sentiment: | -8 | Word Count: | 767 | Unique Words: | 375 |