Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at? 1, 2, 3, and... [Fabolous:] Now they say you ain't never suppose to envy no man Can't tell that to a dingy old man Who
to death, run away laughing my head off, just to leave him for dead. What do I care? It's not like I'm gonna get caught, anyways, killing ain't a crime
N.I.T.Y., U.N.I.T.Y. that's a unity U.N.I.T.Y., love a black man from infinity to infinity (Who you calling a bitch?) [Chorus:] U.N.I.T.Y., U.N.I.T.Y
, that's not what I'm here for And nothing good gonna come to ya til you do right by me Brother you ain't ?sick? (Who you calling a bitch?) (Here we go) U.N.I.T.Y., U.N.I.T
it Broke and mistaken all the time You know some of the words but they ain't the right ones Your cable back on but ain't nothin' you can see But I see
got yay all in my fingernails And I can leave a set of white fingerprints Chris Tucker Larenz Tate Dead Presidents Dead white boys spread across the coffee table I don't
here on the West Naw, we don't do that We don't the motorcycle dance We don't do the snap Uh uh We do it a little something like this Come here, come
you can 'Cause bulldaggers run game for every man True! To all raggedy bitches, you ain't really nothin' 'Cause when I get a hoe I LET ALL THE BOYS FUCK
shy baby toss that back And most of these stories ain't worth the doe I can't relate to commercial flows I'm from the hood ain't nothing all good but
ain't doing nothing like you getting it for free I don't wanna see no nuts in the pretty white T Take it all for me, baby girl, what you gonna do? Your
n devis Pub deals and known mastives And my home boys, aid my conditions I made ? managers, execs and assistance And most of don't understand, some won't
can fight and if bury us At least we can live as we believe Dog ain't ever gonna break our pride Ain't nothing you can do to keep us weak And all of
war that they ain't have to be in That Saddam shit is dead, let's see you fuck with them Koreans [HOOK] Who do you believe in? Who do you believe in
I can't fuck, then I'll take some head 'Cause bulldaggers run game for every man [True!] To all raggedy bitches, you ain't really nothin' 'Cause when
the way it is Most of these fools are characters Men with no character, welcome to America Where we fight for freedom If it ain't about oil than we don't need them, ain't
Show, you ain't got any time for these niggas, these boys is weak) Some punks want to split razors [Incomprehensible] for rocks Packing a glock and I don't