I come from Bed-Stuy, when niggas either do or they gon' die, gotta keep the ratchet close by. Someone murdered, nobody seen, nobody heard it, just another funeral service. Niggas will get at you, come through, shine and they yap you, and for a day like kidnap you, best get clapped through. Police stay on us like tattoos, niggas only grind cause we have to. Money is power, sling, crack, weed and powder. Things come through every hour, it's all about that dollar, and we no deal with cowards. Weak lamb get devoured by the lion in the concrete jungle. The strong stand and rumble, the weak fold and crumble, it's a land of trouble. Brooklyn, home of the greatest rappers. Big comes first and the queen comes after. Now put your lighters up. Bed-Stuy, put your lighters up. New York, put your lighters up. DC, keep putting your lighters up. Philadelphia, put your lighters up. Detroit, put your lighters up. Chi-Town, keep putting them lighters up. No matter where you're from, put your lighters up. Now let me give you a walkthrough, show you what to do and you don't do. Where it's not safe to go to, them boys approach you. Better say quick who you close to, don't come through if niggas don't know you. Cause people is talking, the streets is watching, the G's is lurking. The G's is lurking, that's a nine in the garbage. The life of a hustler, the life of a gambler. Dice games kill more niggas than cancer. You know you *** with. Brooklyn don't run, we run ***. Roll up and just bum rush it. We don't play that. Out in BK, not at all. Four pound, leave your face on a 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 your linters up. L.A. Put your linters up. V.A. Put your linters up. Texas. Keep putting your linters up. New Orleans. Put your linters up. St. Louis. Put your linters up. Ain't deal. Keep putting them linters up. No matter where you're from, put your linters up. Damn homie, I'm so tall. And I don't think I'm ever gonna smoke no more. And I don't think I'm ever gonna drink no more. But *** it bartender, you can get me one more. We in the club like. Damn homie, I'm so tall. Lights in the Dutch like. And I don't think I'm ever gonna smoke no more. That's in the club like. And I don't think I'm ever gonna drink no more. Back at the bar like. But *** it bartender, you can get me one more. See. Big Gun told you, I'm the hottest bitch on the planet. Biggest *** symbol since Janet. There's a low deep bandit. Laying in a cut like a bandage. Come through Fulton Street in a vanquish. Doing the damage. And if you don't understand it. Then let me give it to you in Spanish. Todo la señorita más linda del barrio. Si lo ves a vos fuera despacio. Still over in Brazil sipping Moscato. You must have forgot though. So I'ma take you back to the block yo. Put you on to how we rock yo. Summer boosting. Twelve year olds prostituting. Hitman hired for execution. There's no solution. Niggas still pissed in the hallways. Fiends get high in them all day. The youth them bang at the cops off the roof. You don't know. My town is the truth. Welcome to Brooklyn. Now put your lighters up. New Jersey. Put your lighters up. Boston. Put your lighters up. B-World. Keep putting your lighters up. Miami. Put your lighters up. Puerto Rico. Put your lighters up. Kingston, Jamaica. Keep putting them lighters up. No matter where you're from. Put your lighters up. Damn homie I'm so tough. And I don't think I'm ever gonna smoke no more. And I don't think I'm ever gonna drink no more. Well ***ing bartender you can get me one more. We in the club like. Damn homie I'm so tough. Lights in the Dutch like. And I don't think I'm ever gonna smoke no more. That's in the pub like. And I don't think I'm ever gonna drink no more. Back at the bar like. Well bartender you can get me one more. See. Yeah. Yeah.