Brooklyn's Finest Lyrics - Jay-Z
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, Ay Yo peep the style and the way the cops sweat us
The number one question is can the Feds get us
I got vendettas in dice games against ass betters
And niggas who pump wheels and drive Jettas, take that with ya
Hit ya, back split ya, fuck fist fights and lame scuffles
Pillow case to your face, make the shell muffle
Shoot your daughter in the calf muscle
Fuck a tussle, nickel-plated
Sprinkle coke on the floor, make it drug related, most hated
Can't fade it, while ya'll pump willy, I run up and stunt silly
Scared, so you sent your little mans to come kill me
But on the contrilli, I packs the mack-milli
Squeezed off on him, left the paramedics breathin soft on him
What's ya name?
Who shot ya? Mob ties like Sinatra
Peruvians tried to do me in, I ain't paid them yet
Tryin to push 700's, they ain't made them yet
Rolex and bracelets is frostbit
Rings too, niggas round the way call me Igloo Stick - who? (motherfuckers)
What, what, what, Jay-Z, Big Smalls, nigga shit ya draws
Brooklyn represent ya'll hit, ya fall
Ya crazy, think a little-bit of rhymes can play me
I'm from Marcy, I'm varsity, chump, your JV
Nigga baby, My Bed-Stuy flow's malicious
Delicious, Fuck three wishes, made my road to riches
From 62 gem stars, my moms dishes
Gram choppin, police van dockin, D's at me doors knockin
Keep rockin, No more Mista Nice Guy
I twist ya shit the fuck back with the pistols
Blazin, hot like cajun, hotter than leaving holding work at the Days Inn
With New York plates outside, get up outta there, fuck the ride
Keep ya hands high, shit gets steeper
Here comes the Grim Reaper
Frank Wright, need the keys to your Integra
Chill homie, the bitch in the Shownies told me
Your holding more drugs than a pharmacy
You ain't harmin me, so pardon me
Pass the safe before I blaze the place and here's six shots just in case
Yeah, yeah, yeah, for nine six, the only MC with a flu
Yeah I rhyme sick, I be what your tryin to do
Made a fortune off Peru, extradite, china white hero(i)n
Nigga please, like short sleeves I bear arms
Stay out the way from here on
Nea Gutter had two spots
The two for five dollar hits, the blue tops
Gotta go, Coolio mean it's gettin Too Hot
If Fey' had twins, she'd probably have two Pacs
Get it? Tu-pac's?
Time to separate the pros from the cons
The platinum from the bronz
And butter soft shit from the leather on the Fonz
The S1 diamond from my eye class don
A Chan Don sipper from a Rosay nigga, huh
Brook Na, sippin on
Cristal forever, play the crib when it's mink weather
The M.A.F.I.A. keep canons in they Marc Buchanans
Usually cuatro cinco, the shell sink slow, tossin ya
Mad slugs though your Nautica, I'm warnin ya
Writer: Carter, Shawn C / Wallace, Christopher / Middlebrooks, Ralph / Jones, Marshall Eugene / Satchell, Clarence / Webster, Gregory Allen / Bonner, Leroy /
Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing
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Let them rest in peace | Reviewer: Anonymous | 5/30/11
Anonymous these idiots have made America look more stupid haha.... I think all you guys saying that big was In on the Pac shooting or the he payed for Pac to get killed are stupid no one knows so shut up and let these two great reppers rest in peace... And this is an amazing song and bi is making fun of Pac cause he had sex with faith that is all
Pac defined RAP | Reviewer: Anonymous | 2/14/11
jay z is a good business man and he sells telling his story, biggie was a hustler and he sold telling his story. But lets face da facts here, pac was da one. No other rapper dead or alive can be compared to him. When he was stil alive he dd better than both jayz and biggie. Even 15 years after his death jayz is still behind.
Waste | Reviewer: Anonymous | 11/19/10
Di!! suck!!! lips jay z is a pop artist jus like the spice girls, he's a fake 40yr old who still thinks he's 20 and from the hood and y'all who like his style are fake too and even acknowledging him is a serious joke.
Biggie could spit,but he was second to Pac. Only PAC spat real deep sh!! never fake or hype jus pure deep sh!! and bcuz of that them jealous illuminati sell outs had him killed, but Pacs ppl made sure fat boy gets buried too! PAC turned Biggies lyric round on him " somebodys got to die, if I go u got to go" Fu!! all you jay z fans y'all soft
Dear Mr. 2Pac fan :) | Reviewer: John | 10/6/10
Look, no disrespect to Pac, but I think we should all be honest here. When Pac got shot he ASSUMED Biggie and Puffy had something to do with it and lashed out with Hit Em Up. This song is HARDLY a diss in comparison to the... gee... I dunno, 10, 15 death threats Pac dropped in that song. If Pac really KNEW for sure who had shot him etc., I can gaurantee he would've done something violent to them. And to let you know, at the time, ALL rappers are victimized at some point in most cases. So you tweaking shit over these lyrics and making the comment you make just goes to show that well... really... You're a Tupac whore.
BIG and JAY>>>>best ever | Reviewer: dafreak | 4/2/10
Theres no one dead or alive could top the lyrics, flow, delivery, and story-telling that the BIG man had, and for people to say that this is a diss on Pac then you dont know what your talking about, and if so, BIG shoulda went a lot harder...Hit em' up came out almost a year before this song did, so BIG had every right to diss on him, if you wanna hear a real diss then listen to Long Kiss Goodnight or Who Shot Ya...Pac got killed cuz he was leaving death row not to mention they decided to jump a known Crip at the MGM the night he got shot...
anonymous | Reviewer: Anonymous | 9/28/09
Your grammar is terrible and you obviously have little to no knowledge concerning the feud between Big and Pac. So, please, for the sake of not making America sound like a moron, please attend the 3rd grade and learn that you shouldn't leave your participles dangling.
just...respect...the...hustle | Reviewer: K!NG | 8/3/09
look all i know is what i hear.
and its pure genius. g.e. nius.
im technically not qualified to speak out on the "supposed" beef between pac ind big. i wasnt there to eye witness da shit.
but neva da less respect the hustle.
the lyrical composition of dis joint is masterful.
you hear dis and you get hyped das da essense of hip hop right there.
word to the fans:
every time you hype issue of tension between pac and big you let the legacy of that arist die.
when you do dat you just allow the next person to have power over the artists respective talents.
if you know what you know jus keep it to ya self
dont force on anyone.
you know they diserve it
shut up | Reviewer: Arela | 3/7/09
Jay n big's lyrics are the real definition of rap. fuck you all who aint know this. Pac writes. I woke up in the morning and ask myself
Its life worth living should i blast myself. Its cool anyway but good enough for the comprehension of a little school child. I might not understand every Big's line but they rap me when i get Chill homie, the bitch in the Shownies told me
Did you know? | Reviewer: stright outta Poland | 1/19/09
You gotta know, the last verse was supposed to be "I'm warning Ya, most hated in California", but Hov' said to chill, cause that time he figured like he had no beef with pac. Pac was a sneaky muthafucka. They killed him with their grip here, that's fo' sure.
best song eva made | Reviewer: ISAIAH | 1/12/09
this is by far the hottest song lyrical done the other people who commented on the song is some dumb bitches the song hot what does the song have 2 do wit the death of pac and big nothin this is a jay z and big song fuck pac rite now why did u put him in ya comments 2 the song big had nothin 2 do wit pacs death and in this song he makes fun of pac sleepin wit faith any way biggie and jay are lyrical genius
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