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Brooklyn's Finest Lyrics by Jay-Z

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Reasonable Doubt     Reasonable Doubt
Featuring Brooklyn's Finest Lyrics
Jay-Z
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We have 33 versions of the Jay-Z song Brooklyn's Finest

This version of REASONABLE DOUBT contains one bonus track not on the original release.

Personnel includes: Jay-Z, The Notorious B.... See Full Description
   
Jay-Z Brooklyn's Finest Lyrics
Reasonable Doubt Track List
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 1 Can't Knock the Hustle - (remix) Lyrics
 2 Politics as Usual Lyrics
 3 Brooklyn's Finest - (featuring The Notorious B.I.G.)
 4 Dead Presidents II
 5 Feelin' It - (featuring Mecca) Lyrics
 6 D'evils Lyrics
 7 22 Two's
 8 Can I Live Lyrics

Jay-Z Brooklyn's Finest Lyrics
 9 Ain't No ***** - (featuring Foxy Brown) Lyrics
10 Friend Or Foe Lyrics
11 Coming of Age - (featuring Memphis Bleek) Lyrics
12 Cashmere Thoughts Lyrics
13 Bring It On - (featuring Big Jaz/Sauce Money) Lyrics
14 Regrets Lyrics
15 Can I Live II - (bonus track, featuring Memphis Bleek)


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Brooklyn's Finest Lyrics by Jay-Z

Okay, I'm reloaded!
You motherfuckers, think you big time?
Fucking with Jay-Z, you gon' die, big time!
Here come the "Pain"!

Jigga (Jigga), Bigga (Bigga)
Nigga, how you figure (how you figure)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, hey yo

Peep the style and the way the cops sweat us (uh-huh)
The number one question is can the Feds get us (uh-huh)
I got vendettas in dice games against ass betters (uh-huh)
And niggas who pump wheels and drive Jettas
Take that witcha

Hit ya, back split ya
Fuck fist fights and lame scuffles
Pillow case to your face, make the shell muffle
Shoot your daughter in the calf muscle
Fuck a tussle, nickel-plated
Sprinkle coke on the floor, make it drug related
Most hate it

Can't fade it
While y'all pump Willie, I run up in stunts silly
Scared, so you sent your little mans to come kill me
But on the contrilli, I packs the mack-milli
Squeezed off on him, left them paramedics breathing soft on him
What's ya name?

Who shot ya? Mob ties like Sinatra
Peruvians tried to do me in, I ain't paid them yet
Trying to push 700's, they ain't made them yet
Rolex and bracelets is frostbit; rings too
Niggas 'round the way call me Igloo Stix (Who?)
Motherfucker!

Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit ya drawers
(Where you from?) Brooklyn, going out for all
Marcy, that's right, you don't stop
Bed-Stuy, you won't stop, nigga!

What, what, what?
Jay-Z, Big' Smalls, nigga shit ya drawers
Brooklyn represent y'all, hit you fold
You crazy, think your little bit of rhymes can play me?
I'm from Marcy, I'm varsity, chump, you're JV
(Jigga) Jay-Z

And Bigga baby!
My Bed-Stuy flow's malicious, delicious
Fuck three wishes, made my road to riches
From 62's, gem stars, my moms dishes
Gram chopping, police van docking
D's at my doors knocking

What? Keep rocking
No more, Mister, Nice Guy, I twist your shit
The fuck back with them pistols, blazing
Hot like Cajun
Hotter than even holding work at the Days Inn
With New York plates outside
Get up outta there, fuck your ride

Keep your hands high, shit gets steeper
Here comes the Grim Reaper, Frank Wright
Leave the keys to your In-tegra (That's right)
Chill homie, the bitch in the Shoney's told me
You're holding more drugs than a pharmacy, you ain't harmin me
So pardon me, pass the safe, before I blaze the place
And here's six shots just in case
(Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn)

Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit ya drawers
(Where you from?) Brooklyn goin out to all
(Crown Heights) You don't stop
(Brownsville) You won't stop, nigga!
(Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn)
Hah hah! Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit ya drawers
(Where we from?) Brooklyn going out to all
(Bushwick) ...
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Alternate spellings: american gangsta, American Gangster, american ganster, Jay Z.

Jay-Z Brooklyn's Finest Lyrics


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