Show - Brooklyn Bullsh** lyrics

Brooklyn is in the house and Brooklyn is in the house and Just wave your hands in the air And wave them like you just don't care, care [Joell Ortiz] Yes I am on that Brooklyn bullsh** That's where I was born and raised n***a It's 718 n***a It's a genuine borough n***a Greezy n***as man Chea, check, uh (Joell Ortiz) check [Verse 1] So what I ask for an ace on your cigarette On the first and third I'm happy cuz all the fiends get a check So what I still go up to the roof to bone With a bird from the p's who gives ruthless dome So what I'm still chipping for a bag of weed And if that L looks skimpy I leave half the seeds So what it's the second day I wore these jeans I was chilling yesterday, they don't stink, ya'mean? So what I get a shape up when I need a cut I ain't woofing that bad, I can use these 5 bucks So what I get a beer on credit, from my corner store I be going there for years goddammit So what I lose my re-up in dicegames Tomorrow I'll be scheming to find me a nice chain So what exit dinner when I don't feel like cooking I ain't my fault I'm on that bullsh**, I'm from Brooklyn [Hook] E'time you come around your face turn to a frown You see us 'bout to go down *That's that Brooklyn bullsh**!* They won't let us in the spot cuz last time they let us rock The party came to a stop *That's that Brooklyn bullsh**!* Fitted over your eyes your shirt double your size Your belt hugging your thighs *That's that Brooklyn bullsh**!* Looking up and down the block with work tucked in your sock Dodging and weaving the cops *That's that Brooklyn bullsh**!* [Verse 2] So what I ask my man for a piece of chicken When it ain't yours for some reason it always taste different So what we five deep in a two door whip We gotta get where we going if you fit you fit So what I still reside in my moms crib Now f** that, I'm rhyming to get outta there kid So what, yes I do have two baby mothers Yes they do stay two buildings away from eachother So what I only had one job in my life And that friday I got my check is the friday I took flight So what I skip lines in front of the club The n***as quiet, the b**hes is always like "that's f**ed up" So what my cable box in the hood is still hot And my whole fam be silent everytime they knock So what I spent a couple nights in the bookings I ain't my fault I'm on that bullsh**, I'm from Brooklyn [Hook] E'time you come around your face turn to a frown You see us 'bout to go down *That's that Brooklyn bullsh**!* They won't let us in the spot cuz last time they let us rock The party came to a stop *That's that Brooklyn bullsh**!* Fitted over your eyes your shirt double your size Your belt hugging your thighs *That's that Brooklyn bullsh**!* Looking up and down the block with work tucked in your sock Dodging and weaving the cops *That's that Brooklyn bullsh**!* [Verse 3] So what every now and then I hop out cabs Papi took the long way, papi think I'm a** So what I cop blue Hawaiians instead of a bottle I'll catch Brooklyn drinks if they close the Apollo So what I got my mans shirt on my back I had this sh** for 4 months, he don't want this back So what when we 20 deep, I act up Yo best better be easy, don't get clapped up So what these ain't real rocks up in my watch When the sun hit the face this sh** still looks hot So what I rob you blind if your a** ain't looking I ain't my fault I'm on that bullsh**, I'm from Brooklyn [Hook X2] E'time you come around your face turn to a frown You see us 'bout to go down *That's that Brooklyn bullsh**!* They won't let us in the spot cuz last time they let us rock The party came to a stop *That's that Brooklyn bullsh**!* Fitted over your eyes your shirt double your size Your belt hugging your thighs *That's that Brooklyn bullsh**!* Looking up and down the block with work tucked in your sock Dodging and weaving the cops *That's that Brooklyn bullsh**!*