Brooklyn Boyz ft. Begetz Lyrics

BROOKLYN STYLE

Talk slick, put a gun in your mouth

You don't want a bunch of Brooklyn niggas runnin' your house

Talk slick, put a gun in your mouth

You don't want a bunch of Brooklyn niggas runnin' your house

Yo, we live from the 718, ain't nothin' greater

Live from the 718, ain't nothin' greater

Live from the 718, ain't nothin' greater

I'm a Brooklyn boy, I may take some gettin' used to

Talk slick, put a gun in your mouth

You don't want a bunch of Brooklyn niggas runnin' your house

Niggas talkin' all this money, but they all in the drought

I had to pull their resume and get them all figured out

They all for the clout, my AR's Airing Em Out

I never ran, never will, no doubt

You better chill when the Ville come out

It's a problem when the boys outside

They get it poppin' and they all gon' ride

Look, we live from the 718, ain't nothin' greater

When niggas need they money, now or never later

We slide on the opp like Pac in the elevator

And body bag niggas who wanna be spectators

I'm from Bucktown, USA, we don't play that

Mask and gloves on, runnin' where your mama stay at

20 niggas deep, long guns and we spray that

Catch your ass sleepin', we gon' leave you where you lay at

Brooklyn, talk slick, put a gun in your mouth

You don't want a bunch of Brooklyn niggas runnin' your house

Talk slick, put a gun in your mouth

You don't want a bunch of Brooklyn niggas runnin' your house

Yo, we live from the 718, ain't nothin' greater

Live from the 718, ain't nothin' greater

Live from the 718, ain't nothin' greater

I'm a Brooklyn boy, I may take some gettin' used to

Used to hang out on the corner with Big on St. James

Keys hoppin' out, breakin' up the dice games

Before the Barclays Center was there, we hopped trains

Like my nigga from M.O.P., I got a little fame

Mo' Kirby, Booger Charles, Jones, and Steph Mulberry

Crown Heights, Brownsville, and Best Style Lummi

They got the wrist game, you can tell I'm gettin' money

My chain fabulous, and my revolt niggas love me

I'm on Fulton and Patchen, check my nigga GB

He said, damn, son, just saw you on TV

Sneak a shop in that Murray's corner, I'm pickin' that

Wanna hit King's Plaza, catch a dollar cab

I see you nigga, but you don't see me

Cut the street lights off and rob a nigga easy

Ayy, Scoop and Scrap, these niggas dancin' in the background

Like Onyx, better back the fuck up, cause I'm back down

Talk slick, put a gun in your mouth

You don't want a bunch of Brooklyn niggas runnin' your house

Talk slick, put a gun in your mouth

You don't want a bunch of Brooklyn niggas runnin' your house

Yo, we live from the 718, ain't nothin' greater

Live from the 718, ain't nothin' greater

Live from the 718, ain't nothin' greater

I'm a Brooklyn boy, I may take some gettin' used to

Used to, used to, used to, used to

Used to, used to, used to, used to