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Hello nigga,blue tapin' and make green You ain't really that much I can't see So I will scream somewhere from this dirt One hand over,the other on 6.30 Murder,murder,yeah,I know the feeling You're meditating Yeah,I've been feeling shit You need a phone check-up Got those days 'you want everything in a Chico Put my name on 'and Billboards And hang it with some pimps and real whores They'll think that I kill folks It's all about Brooklyn ,baby It's all about Brooklyn ,baby It's all about Brooklyn ,baby It's all about Brooklyn ,baby Brooklyn is my house and I'm the fresh green from it You're turning brown you need some belle air 'all gone Did you go,did you smoke my money? Troubles are on blow All I got is a hundred dollar bill If you ain't talking money then you got to chill Songtexte'I know how to step I still made you without a budget We like to think is' It's all about Brooklyn ,baby It's all about Brooklyn ,baby It's all about Brooklyn ,baby It's all about Brooklyn ,baby 'we don't want the corner We are taking the whole street And I'm looking like something you can't fit Gangsta,gangsta,tell me how you do it? You are running through the city Like really it ain't nothing to it 'Tell me what you call that? Anybody get it Who wants it? Yeah,that Brooklyn bullshit We're on it It's all about Brooklyn ,baby It's all about Brooklyn ,baby It's all about Brooklyn ,baby It's all about Brooklyn ,baby It's all about Brooklyn ,baby It's all about Brooklyn ,baby It's all about Brooklyn ,baby It's all about Brooklyn ,baby Aus Songtexte Mania