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FREE MURDA lyrics : "Brooklyn Get It On"

[Intro: Free Murda]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
That's right, what? Check it...


[Chorus: Free Murda]
Brooklyn, get it on, you can get it on

We can get it on, everybody get it on
Go head and get drunk, ^!$$%
Go head and jump up and get bucked, ^!$$%


[Hook: Free Murda]
Fort Greene, get it on, Red Hook, get it on

Brownsville, get it on, East New York, get it on
You can get drunk, ^!$$%
You can get slumped, in the trunk, ^!$$%


[Free Murda:]
In here, that dope white be paying me, my Nike's stay on me

^!$$%s dislike how the paper be
In that new flight, the thing'll be, ready to pop something
If you want fight, your day'll be

Ready to drop something, wont like this thing on me
I'm write, all wiggly, smoking more black, than the whites in slavery
Lots of weight on me, a hundred G's a week, you gots to hate on me

Catch me when I'm coppin' ki's, the cops is raiding me
Test me, and I'm poppin' heat, it's hot like where Satan be
I cop ice, just where the blockers hate on me

So much dough, is like the spots are paint on me
Watch ^!$$%s fade away, tell 'em put that thing away
Before I put dog asleep like the ASPCA

What? Tha tangeray'll make my ding-a-ling
Stiff hard, til I had a (*##$ sing like Macy Gray
Ding, with promise, since the %#@! is harmless

Since, that I didn't get that common sense
I got bagged in a cab, while I was armed with a fifth
Stay with a bomb, like Saddam and it hits


[Chorus]


[Hook: Free Murda]
Bedstuy, get it on, Bushwick, get it on
Crown Heights, get it on, Flatbush, get it on

Go head and get drunk, ^!$$%
You can get slumped, in the trunk, ^!$$%


[Free Murda:]
Yo, I warned them, not to rob 'em
Be the first raw ^!$$%, pop like a condom

Ain't no problems, that I can't answer
Free revolve 'em, like them belly dancers
Dope way I'm smoking, can't catch cancer

Yo, I'm 'brave', duke, not from Atlanta
Leave a few teeth missing like Jack-O-Lantern's
Got something, for your tummy, dog, not a land, ta

Just my hammer, ^!$$%s be washed up
Or 'dirty' like Dan, like they came out the hamper
Dun head spinning like a record, who's the anthem

Shorty think, she gon' get a ring like Sandra
Ain't no Christmas gifts, no I'm not Santa
Name is Free, and I ain't paying to get your hair done

Get a job, (*##$, you ain't a baby cake and pampered
(*##$ full of %#@!, and these ^!$$%s coming out they mouth
Forward spit, don't make me fold this clip

Cuz I, got that sixteen hitter, and I mix mean liquor
To Incredible Hulk, Hypno and Hennessey, ^!$$%
He pop that, but never hit Free, ^!$$%

Came back, left a drift like the Mississippi River
I grab my thing-thing, do my thing-thing
Gat never chill, once it go, bang-bang

Ya'll my Juniors like the M.A.F.I.A. or Saint James
$#&@ing with Free, leave ya'll holy like King James


[Chorus]

[Hook: Free Murda]

Farroting, get it on, Good Waters, get it on
White Cloth, get it on, New York, get it on
Go head and get drunk, ^!$$%
You can get slumped, in the trunk, ^!$$%

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