mat The red carpet war onslaught, you the target I'm black market when the NARC's hiss, spittin the sharp shit Mafi-ay, V.A., Playstation, R.C.A Sippin
pumpin' they fist like they punchin' at God Over ten years rippin' MC I bring it hard Don't make me split yo chest and pull yo card R and B singer the
tight ones Burning long rubber on the black and white ones... Back N Da Hood sound so good They won't set bail but I wish they would I P-R-A-Y every
(feat. Styles, Jadakiss, Paul Cain, M.O.P.) [Jadakiss] D-Block [Styles] True indeed [J] Double R [S] Yes, true indeed [J] Desert Storm [S] True indeed
tell u somethin' u betta believe her she tol me she like my New Orleans Demeanor and so I said goodbye Katrina And Hello Brooklyn b-b-baby u r the sweetest
fee I'm Big Dog, Glenn Rob, listen God you a flea And the little homey Jungle is a garden to me What's the problem B? You not as hard as me Nigga hard as we, nigga R
but every night I swing Chorus [Jay-Z] Ya'll shit ain't for real til y'all ship a mil' And ya hit a R&B chick and she fit the bill Said she loved my
go hard, we go hard! Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard! Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard! (B-R-O-O-K!) Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard! (L-Y-N! COME AGAIN
black pepper, now that I am back nigga [Lil Flip:] Front, back, and side to side Man I hate that my homeboy Pimp C died And Bun B I got'cha back when
B.I.G. Every move we make is always B.I.G. And the number one rule, think B.I.G. And the best rapper's still B.I.G. (one more time now) Anything we do
for that 5 shit Came in the game, on that fuckin "Ready to Die" shit Sold 9 mil', ended up on some fly shit Naked pictures, R&B bitches all in my Sidekick
black Range Faster than the red ghost, gettin' ghost wit' Pac-Mang One-time know a got a knack to get that change Leader of the black gang, R-O-C mang
Chase a.k.a. Kenny, and Chuckie Walters (UH!) Black Shawn, Black Tim and Black Darren (woo!) Black Tyrone, Black Al and Black Baron (woo!) Rob and Carlos
[Hook] B.L.A.C.K.R.O.B. I got a, freaky, freaky, freaky lil flow Lock the town like Fidel Castro Went straight to jail, did not pass go (Aiyyo Black