作词 : Scott Storch/Kimberly Jones/V. Carraway/Roger Greene 作曲 : Scott Storch/Kimberly Jones/V. Carraway/Roger Greene I come from Bed-Stuy ****** either do or they gon' die Gotta keep the ratchet close by Someone murdered, nobody seen nobody heard it Just another funeral service ****** will get at you come through shinin' they yap you In broad day light kidnap you Feds get clapped too police stay on us like tattoos ****** only grind cause we have to Money is power, sling crack **** and powder Fiends come through every hour S'all about that dollar and we nuh deal with cowards Weak lambs get devoured by the lion In the concrete jungle the strong stand and rumble The weak fold and crumble it's the land of trouble Brooklyn home of the greatest rappers BIG comes first then the Queen comes after Now put ya lighters up Bed Stuy put ya lighters up New York put ya lighters up DC keep puttin' ya lighters up Philadelphia put ya lighters up Detroit put ya lighters up Chi-Town keep puttin' dem lighters up No matter where you from put ya lighters up Now lemme give you a walk through Show ya what to do and ya don't do Where it's not safe to go to Dem boys approach you Better say quick who you close to Don't come through if ****** don't know you Cuz people is talkin', the streets is watchin' The thieves is lurkin' stash da nine in the garbage The life of a hustla, the life of a gambler Dice games kill' mo' ****** than cancer Ya know who ya **** with Brooklyn don't run we run **** Roll up and just bum rush **** We don't play that out in B.K not at all 4 pound leave ya face on the wall R.I.P in memory of Never show thy enemies love We get it on where we live Better have a pass when you cross that bridge Welcome to Brooklyn put ya lighters up LA put ya lighters up VA put ya lighters up Texas keep puttin' ya lighters up New Orleans put ya lighters up St Louis put ya lighters up ATL keep puttin' dem lighters up No matter where you from put ya lighters up Damn homie I'm so to'
作词 : Scott Storch/Kimberly Jones/V. Carraway/Roger Greene 作曲 : Scott Storch/Kimberly Jones/V. Carraway/Roger Greene I come from Bed-Stuy ****** either do or they gon' die Gotta keep the ratchet close by Someone murdered, nobody seen nobody heard it Just another funeral service ****** will get at you come through shinin' they yap you In broad day light kidnap you Feds get clapped too police stay on us like tattoos ****** only grind cause we have to Money is power, sling crack **** and powder Fiends come through every hour S'all about that dollar and we nuh deal with cowards Weak lambs get devoured by the lion In the concrete jungle the strong stand and rumble The weak fold and crumble it's the land of trouble Brooklyn home of the greatest rappers BIG comes first then the Queen comes after Now put ya lighters up Bed Stuy put ya lighters up New York put ya lighters up DC keep puttin' ya lighters up Philadelphia put ya lighters up Detroit put ya lighters up Chi-Town keep puttin' dem lighters up No matter where you from put ya lighters up Now lemme give you a walk through Show ya what to do and ya don't do Where it's not safe to go to Dem boys approach you Better say quick who you close to Don't come through if ****** don't know you Cuz people is talkin', the streets is watchin' The thieves is lurkin' stash da nine in the garbage The life of a hustla, the life of a gambler Dice games kill' mo' ****** than cancer Ya know who ya **** with Brooklyn don't run we run **** Roll up and just bum rush **** We don't play that out in B.K not at all 4 pound leave ya face on the wall R.I.P in memory of Never show thy enemies love We get it on where we live Better have a pass when you cross that bridge Welcome to Brooklyn put ya lighters up LA put ya lighters up VA put ya lighters up Texas keep puttin' ya lighters up New Orleans put ya lighters up St Louis put ya lighters up ATL keep puttin' dem lighters up No matter where you from put ya lighters up Damn homie I'm so to'
