Uncle Murda - Out In Brooklyn lyrics

[HOOK Avon Blocksdale] Out In Brooklyn n***a we gets busy Goons on the corner holding that mac trizzy My n***as out here raw n***a 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 sh** before the nina start to spark, Brooklyn sh** [VERSE 1 Avon Blocksdale] 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 n***as 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 j**els get tooken Wear your sh** in front of you and ask why you looking In the 718 play with d**h 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 [HOOK Avon Blocksdale] Out In Brooklyn n***a we gets busy Goons on the corner holding that mac trizzy My n***as out here raw n***a 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 sh** before the nina start to spark, Brooklyn sh** Go Brooklyn (X7) [VERSE 2 Uncle Murda] 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 n***as that like me and Troy Ave used to bump 50 I stay strapped back it up when I pop sh** I shot at n***as from Queens when he got co*ky [HOOK Avon Blocksdale] Out In Brooklyn n***a we gets busy Goons on the corner holding that mac trizzy My n***as out here raw n***a 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 sh** before the nina start to spark, Brooklyn sh** [VERSE 3 Troy Ave] Ayo Avon Blocksdale Im going to come thorugh on some hot sh** Off the record I murdered somebody Uncle on the block (Allegedly) Now you hear me on the record with Uncle Murda and Block Still k**ing sh** 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 Ess** 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 b**hes over here and some b**hes over there Strapped in the p**y in and out paranoid feeling fair The baby or the bud n***as spraying me with slugs either way Im pulling out And Im shooting in they mugs, man what the f** How this n***a 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 motherf**er