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Lordz of Brooklyn
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The Papers
Out jumps the ginny from his caddy Sippin' on the beer and he's pissin' in the alley Taste that bud on my lip and the A is gonna flip Cops are on my ass cause I just caught a vic
Testin' LOB punk, yo, you're gonna lose We put crews in cement shoes So ba fangool it's the dego Mick bastard Respect my hood or I'm comin' out bashin', bashin'
Send you to the coroner, youse think, youse tough Check out my corner, kids run schemes Kids run the capers, my man Paulie Two Times Will run you for your papers, the papers
I get the papers, I'll run you for your dough So when you're in Brooklyn better act like you know I get the papers, I'll run you for your dough So when you're in Brooklyn better act like you know
Well, it's Paulie Two Times, Two Times I get the papers, the papers Rollin' with the Lordz social club money makers Highjackin' trucks, trucks just to get the ends, ends Go to Aqueduct, duct just to bet the wins, wins And hit them off with the counterfeit bill
Well, it's Ad freegin' Money with the racket that's ill We came from Bay Ridge, put your hands in the fridge We'll throw your punk ass off the Verrazano Bridge 'Cause we're gettin' down and dirty like we're stuck in the mud Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
Can't talk on the phone cause it's tapped by the fuzz, you see I'm runnin' from the law, wise up punk brass knuckles to the jaw Well it's the Lordz of Brooklyn, fuck Central Bookin' Take your ass home or your loot's gettin' tookin', tookin'
I get the papers, I'll run you for your dough So when you're in Brooklyn better act like you know I get the papers, I'll run you for your dough So when you're in Brooklyn better act like you know
Now way I busts that's how I feel To be down you must be real So get rid of that steel and fight with your hands I'm gonna vic your ass as fast as I can I make crazy bank 'cause I'm cash like Johny
Call me Dapper Don 'cause I'm style like Gotti Watch me brake it down just for a second Thanks to Adam G, I got guitars on my record So empty your pockets and give your dough 'Cause when you're in Brooklyn you better act like you know
I get the papers, I'll run you for your dough So when you're in Brooklyn better act like you know I get the papers, I'll run you for your dough So when you're in Brooklyn better act like you know
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