Out In Brooklyn - Troy Ave, Uncle Murder, Avon Blocksdale

Out In Brooklyn nigga we gets busy

Goons on the corner holding that mac trizzy

My niggas out here raw nigga soldiers ready for war

Speaking on what you saw we appearing at your door

Bucking off 5, my homie got 6

Other homie neutral but steady aiming the grip

Homie I like your chain, homie I like your watch

Now hand over that shit before the nina start to spark, Brooklyn shit

Package the plate 8 with the weight baking the cake

Cut so I can increase the stakes destiny for great

So I put?

on the?

likes Heinz on the crate

Y’all were dishing dimes likes Kidd in his prime

No kid touching mine really got them hoes on the line

Kept the toast cause they coach got declined

Different from most when I boast its all truth

My niggas front line any beef like war troops

Top of the game me and mine in fine suits

You can keep the happy just give me mine in cash

No give me mine fast before this Rubin start to blast

Im so Brooklyn your jewels get tooken

Wear your shit in front of you and ask why you looking

In the 718 play with death and get played

Or the 187 better walk with a step kid

Or your’re going to meet a youngin' with a mac trying to grow him some chest

hairs

Out In Brooklyn nigga we gets busy

Goons on the corner holding that mac trizzy

My niggas out here raw nigga soldiers ready for war

Speaking on what you saw we appearing at your door

Bucking off 5, my homie got 6

Other homie neutral but steady aiming the grip

Homie I like your chain, homie I like your watch

Now hand over that shit before the nina start to spark, Brooklyn shit

Go Brooklyn (X7)

He got that Cuban link on iced out watch

Homie dont know he shining on the wrong block

Them young boys strapped up and they starved

And they just copped some work and the feigns saying its gone

They got no respect for the chick he came to visit mane

To them homie looking like 350 grams, BK home of the Nets you know where we stay

We straight when we start cutting there ain’t no DJ

Buck 50 or pull out the mac and dump 50

Niggas that like me and Troy Ave used to bump 50

I stay strapped back it up when I pop shit

I shot at niggas from Queens when he got cocky

Out In Brooklyn nigga we gets busy

Goons on the corner holding that mac trizzy

My niggas out here raw nigga soldiers ready for war

Speaking on what you saw we appearing at your door

Bucking off 5, my homie got 6

Other homie neutral but steady aiming the grip

Homie I like your chain, homie I like your watch

Now hand over that shit before the nina start to spark, Brooklyn shit

Ayo Avon Blocksdale Im going to come thorugh on some hot shit

Off the record I murdered somebody Uncle on the block (Allegedly)

Now you hear me on the record with Uncle Murda and Block

Still Killing shit and still dealing bricks

I just sold 1500 grams after 36 (PowdeRRR)

My homie from CT said he need some pedico

I met him off the highway by Essex and we go

I tell it like it is cause thats the way it happened

More keys than a laptop got me straight macking

Some bitches over here and some bitches over there

Strapped in the pussy in and out paranoid feeling fair

The baby or the bud niggas spraying me with slugs either way Im pulling out

And Im shooting in they mugs, man what the fuck

How this nigga up?

thats a hater voice when the see me in the club and I bust

it up

I put a face to the voice and stuck him up

I dont want the chain I just did it cause I could motherfucker