B.k. anthem lyrics

Artist  : Foxy brown 
Song : B.k. anthem
 
Lemme tell you where I grew up at

Sip mo', threw up at, flip coke, blew up that

Where fake thugs got they vests shoot up at

Brooklyn! Beef, who want that?



I grew up in the thoroist borough - B.K.

Where B.I.G. had everybody rockin' D.K.

Gav was the first dude wit' the C.L.K.

and bricks was gettin' shipped outta east
L.A.

It's Brooklyn, where niggaz lives was tooken 

Rich cats got knocked and they wallets was
tooken

Fourty-three and Hemlock, they fifth bit cock

We cryed when they killed Lenox and popped them
rocks

(aiyyo, ya ain't hear, what {the fuck} I just
said?)

B.K. - the home of Biggie and Jay

Where niggaz got Will Smith ships, get jiggy all
day

Bitches that boost in the city all day

Heckel and Koch, crack spots, federal watch

I grew up here, sip mo', threw up here

Yo the feds snatched two up here, in B.K.

Niggaz in the hood in that all blue and grey

Gorillas got rich from still wells and P.A.



Lemme tell you where I grew up at

Sip mo', threw up at, flip coke, blew up that

Where fake thugs got they vests shoot up at

Brooklyn! Beef, who want that?



Lemme tell you where I grew up at

Sip mo', threw up at, flip coke, blew up that

Where fake thugs got they vests shoot up at

Brooklyn! Beef, who want that?



Brooklyn! The livest borough

You come here front, you might die in this
borough

The east, the feelin' best dies in this
borough

Full of projects, the wildest borough

Try to figure out which side is thoro

From, C.I. to Saint Marks is carryin' cons

Niggaz rock Coogi and Dolce Gaban's

So women here make a livin' just carryin'
bombs

We pop, corks a little bit and we floss a little
bit

In the club, buyin' out Cris', pour us a little
bit

I told y'all that my borough is thoro

I know niggaz that'll clap you up and bury the
metal

Same day, still in the hood and so ghetto

Brook-non, holla back, get your crook on

Live from the seven-one-eight, we raised the
eight

Everytime poppy raise the way to that eight

Motherfuckers!



Lemme tell you where I grew up at

Sip mo', threw up at, flip coke, blew up that

Where fake thugs got they vests shoot up at

Brooklyn! Beef, who want that?



Lemme tell you where I grew up at

Sip mo', threw up at, flip coke, blew up that

Where fake thugs got they vests shoot up at

Brooklyn! Beef, who want that?



It's B.K. nigga, get yo' vest ate up

Over them chips, you could get S-Ked up

They find you in the back of the buildin' -
sprayed up

All for the love of this paper; we misled

By 21 - some'll be dead

By 22 - the rest of these dudes are bein'
feds

We got change but we still FUCKED up

Niggaz is outta jail but they locked up

The feds takin' prints when we pullin' the drops
up

BK open up, get popped up

You know whats the borough where cats drive wit'
the box in the truck

Tre pound locked up, wrist be rocked up

Yellin' out "Get down, lay down when we pop
up!"

Blocks so hot we drop the rocks wit' tops up

Windows tinted, you can't see whos in it

It's Brown nigga, I represent it, it's
Brooklyn!



Lemme tell you where I grew up at

Sip mo', threw up at, flip coke, blew up that

Where fake thugs got they vests shoot up at

Brooklyn! Beef, who want that?



Lemme tell you where I grew up at

Sip mo', threw up at, flip coke, blew up that

Where fake thugs got they vests shoot up at

Brooklyn! Beef, who want that?



Lemme tell you where I grew up at

Sip mo', threw up at, flip coke, blew up that

Where fake thugs got they vests shoot up at

Brooklyn! Beef, who want that?



Lemme tell you where I grew up at

Sip mo', threw up at, flip coke, blew up that

Where fake thugs got they vests shoot up at

Brooklyn! Beef, who want that?



B.K. borough bitches, ain't nuttin' but the best
in here

The streets of New York, real niggaz, real shit
happen nigga

Fuck y'all know 'bout bang-outs, gettin'
busy?

Fuck police and all that nigga, real niggaz

Brooklyn nigga!