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[Intro: Free Murda] Yeah, yeah, yeah That's right, what? Check it... [Chorus: Free Murda] Brooklyn, get it on, you can get it on We can get it on, everybody get it on Go head and get drunk, nigga Go head and jump up and get bucked, nigga [Hook: Free Murda] Fort Greene, get it on, Red Hook, get it on Brownsville, get it on, East New York, get it on You can get drunk, nigga You can get slumped, in the trunk, nigga [Free Murda:] In here, that dope white be paying me, my Nike's stay on me Niggas dislike how the paper be In that new flight, the thing'll be, ready to pop something If you want fight, your day'll be Ready to drop something, wont like this thing on me I'm write, all wiggly, smoking more black, than the whites in slavery Lots of weight on me, a hundred G's a week, you gots to hate on me Catch me when I'm coppin' ki's, the cops is raiding me Test me, and I'm poppin' heat, it's hot like where Satan be SongtexteI cop ice, just where the blockers hate on me So much dough, is like the spots are paint on me Watch niggas fade away, tell 'em put that thing away Before I put dog asleep like the ASPCA What? Tha tangeray'll make my ding-a-ling Stiff hard, til I had a bitch sing like Macy Gray Ding, with promise, since the shit is harmless Since, that I didn't get that common sense I got bagged in a cab, while I was armed with a fifth Stay with a bomb, like Saddam and it hits [Chorus] [Hook: Free Murda] Bedstuy, get it on, Bushwick, get it on Crown Heights, get it on, Flatbush, get it on Go head and get drunk, nigga You can get slumped, in the trunk, nigga [Free Murda:] Yo, I warned them, not to rob 'em Be the first raw nigga, pop like a condom Ain't no problems, that I can't answer Free revolve 'em, like them belly dancers Dope way I'm smoking, can't catch cancer Yo, I'm 'brave', duke, not from Atlanta Leave a few teeth missing like Jack-O-Lantern's Got something, for your tummy, dog, not a land, ta Just my hammer, niggas be washed up Or 'dirty' like Dan, like they came out the hamper Dun head spinning like a record, who's the anthem Shorty think, she gon' get a ring like Sandra Ain't no Christmas gifts, no I'm not Santa Name is Free, and I ain't paying to get your hair done Get a job, bitch, you ain't a baby cake and pampered Bitch full of shit, and these niggas coming out they mouth Forward spit, don't make me fold this clip Cuz I, got that sixteen hitter, and I mix mean liquor To Incredible Hulk, Hypno and Hennessey, nigga He pop that, but never hit Free, nigga Came back, left a drift like the Mississippi River I grab my thing-thing, do my thing-thing Gat never chill, once it go, bang-bang Ya'll my Juniors like the M.A.F.I.A. or Saint James Fucking with Free, leave ya'll holy like King James [Chorus] [Hook: Free Murda] Farroting, get it on, Good Waters, get it on White Cloth, get it on, New York, get it on Go head and get drunk, nigga You can get slumped, in the trunk, nigga Aus Songtexte Mania