Straight Outta Brooklyn

[Verse 1: Lil' Fame]
Straight outa Brooklyn, crazy motherfucker named Famesta
Born and raised by them [?] gangstas
Ain't gotta Diddy bop, keep the cemmi cocked
It's an eye for an eye, get that Fetty Wap
You know them Brooklyn boys make the city hot
Hustle OT, set up shop on any block
It's like a scene out of Belly if it really popped
Just pick up the phone and let [?] drop
Don't give a fuck though, we still gunho
More guns than a motherfuckin gun show
Bang out on a motherfucker like that
With a gat, we got the whole block on smash
So [?]
Ain't not telling when I'm down for [?]
Give it up, cause them boys might blam ya
[?] live on camera
Sound like I'm a macanic with the tools
[?] you a godddamb fool
I'm just a crack hero baby, coke diamond
We put niggas in the box daily
I'm talking monthly, weekly, yearly
Most of these bitch ass rap niggas fear me
Cause I'm down with the motherfuckin M.O.P
Boy you can't fuck with me

[Verse 2: Maino]
Straight outa Brooklyn, crazy motherfucker named Maino
Sparks flying out the chopper like a rainbow
Got the crown now, niggas better bow down
Big shoes on, weigh an extra 20 pounds
Yeah it's prime time, money is the bottom line
I fucked every bad bitch on my timeline
Son niggas like my bitch birthed them
[?] bitch Berkin
Put work in
Hand on the grip, got the 5th jerkin
[?] like the shit's [?]
Is it fair for me to ask if you niggas want it?
[?] it's your choice, you call it
It's the choke or the sleve, the pump or the sleeper
You niggas need god, but you begging for the reper
No debating now who run these streets
In the hood they say K.O.B

[Verse 3: Papoose]
Straight outa Brooklyn, the wild motherfucker named Papoose
For Bang Bridge, I want a triple fat goose
Beef, you could be dead here
Since I was 20, I kept the 16 on me, like next year
The coke make your whole tongue numb, taste it
Sold crack in broad daylight, I had the dayshift
Ugly ass nigga, the mac give you a face lift
Charged Up, Back To Back, I'm on that Drake shit
I never finished [?] but I hate haters
My girl keep that ruge underneath her waist trainer
You got the drop, then don't let me get the weight, player
Cause I'm going straight to the 9, just like an 8th grader
King of New York, I'm different with the slogon
If I say something I ripped, I ripped the nigga open
Go in your mouth and follo up
Man I'd rather elect Forest Gump before Donald Trump

[Verse 4: Troy Ave]
Straight outa Brooklyn, a young dope dealer named Troy Ave
I'm selling [?] but I never got [?]
I get food for my dawgs, everybody eat
Everyday out the 7, nobody tweek
[?] sneakers
[?]
Shells on my feet, shells on the floor
[?] put shells in his door
Snitchin motherfuckers wanna die for the fame
B.s.B., we not playing no games
[?] 5 of them in the frame
Next time we run down with the aim, we straight outa Brooklyn

[Verse 5: Uncle Murda]
Straight outa Brooklyn, a crazy motherfucker named Murda
I was only 8 when I witnessed my first murder
OG's shooting in front of the children
There was a crack house in the corner of my building
Niggas in niggas' pockets like "What you got?"
On my way to school, niggas getting shot
[?]
Niggas banging before they eat breakfast
It's gonna be a long winter
Niggas come through beefing, come through and shoot the wrong nigga
You know hood niggas ain't got no aim
On the battlefield niggas probably gonna take your chain
Fuck bascketball, I ain't have no game
So I dropped out of school to sell Cocaine
I was young, looking up to the shooters
Like fuck Michael Jordan, I wanna be like Scooter

[Verse 6: Moe Chipps]
Straight outa Brooklyn, you know I got a body on this [?]
[?] Bosky with the 5th
Su woo to the Bloods, that probably with the Crips
And only bang for the green, that's making sence
Money a nigga's mind right
Death date for the haters, this is prom night
Broad day in the AM, I be in broad site
Whole body in the box, nigga go [?]
They seen them boys flossin in my town [?]
Then I put my boys on them for the brown bag
Think [?] a joke, tell them go and laugh
Headshot, how funny do you niggas find that?
I'm from the [?] that eat a nigga alive
Still here, I'm happy I made it to 25
Finally I'm living for all my boys that died
Grew up in [?] reside

[Verse 7: Lucky Don]
Straight outta Brook nigga, get your shit pushed way back
Same nigga you shot just got his payback
You thought you won [?] getting his payback
Popped up on you dancing, take that
Brownsville, it's the general speaking
And these niggas screaming fuck the police
[?] been tryna buck the police
Big difference [?] have you missing
No friends, fuck niggas, I'm on a mission
New number, you can't call me, like look listen
You thought your man was a rider
Until he hopped off and ran off that glider
It's like [?] so real
[?]
Watch me whip, but I don't Nay Nay