Brooklyn Babies-Rza As Bobby Digital

Bobby I'm tired of yo' s**t n***a I'm tired of you comin' in at 3 o'clock in the f**king mornin' Yo yo yo yo N***a you got a family here You act like you don't f**kin' know that s**t Check Yo yo yo N***a what the f**k Yo yo yo yo Digital these n***as should be crazy Growin' up in crazy Cali Growin' up as a Brooklyn baby Yo yo yo Bedstuy this is my life Yo yo yo A Brooklyn baby I was born up in King's County Inside the womb seven months before the Queen found me Up in wroughty Brownsville with fiends around me Now roam gat in Staten with cream team around me They called me Bobby cousin really got the black HarleyTaught his son how to spike cats like Lee Harvey Oswald all's well that ends well My big brother Divine he pushed the Benz wellI got the cherry Range broke and rockin' heavy chains I'm from the tribe of men who would bury KingsOn the back of the A-train my daydream Should I make a phat hit or should I take cream From the Clan that taught you Cash Rules I make soul grind tracks you grab a*s too Give respect to the Prince when he pass through Might have a chocolate deluxe in a glass shoe Cousin Billy known to strap the black UziTwo-two in front of the Jakes like Jack RubyLive on TV where you see B-O-B-B-YD- I-G-I-T-A- L A-L things ain't too well Digital these n***as should be crazy Growin' up as a Brooklyn baby Bedstuy this is my life Digital these n***as should be crazy Growin' up as a Brooklyn baby This is how I live my life Yeah Peace Lafyetee Stuyvesant Malcolm XShot dice on green we live from Calasky y'all It's Fred Glassy zig-zag-zig through traffic Get the herb get the God peace Ra'What's the word on things Through the phone I heard the bangin' sounds In the background layin' down I'm spittin' what the people missin' We extreme with the murder type theme Don't sleep get ya head split to the white meat Big guns down South we blaze Shippin' bodies back up North it's the WestonWild Texan no trespassin' Long mics hit the dead arm Planet Earth home of IslamBrooklyn I was physically born clothes torn Rough tacklin' the streets Allah Math' spine TechnicsWe bring heat to the block party drinkin' BacardiBaggin' shorties for the homies who ain't here Digital these n***as should be crazy Growin' up as a Brooklyn baby Bedstuy this is my life Bobby you know why that s**t I said about you Digital these n***as should be crazy That's right you ain't s**t n***a Growin' up as a Brooklyn baby You ain't s**t but a big d**k and a mothaf**kin' cheque This is how I live my life All that f**kin' Brooklyn s**t Shaolin s**t N***a grow the f**k up Digital these n***as should be crazy What the f**k is up with you n***a You ain't s**t n***a Growin' up as a Brooklyn baby Comin' in high off that s**t What the f**k Bedstuy this is my life I'm tired of yo' s**t What the f**k is that s**t anyway What the f**k Digital these n***as should be crazy And your cousin Billy I'm sick of that mothaf**ka Growin' up as a Brooklyn baby That mothaf**ka could never come up in this This is how I live my life Mothaf**kin' house ever again He's a criminal mothaf**kin' gangsta see that s**t Digital these n***as should be crazy A criminal I'm sick of that s**t Growin' up as a Brooklyn baby I'm sick of yo' s**t Bobby Bedstuy this is my life Brooklyn this Shaolin that What the f**k n***a Digital these n***as should be crazy I don't know why I love your stupid a*s anyway Growin' up as a Brooklyn baby Pssh but I do love you Bobby This is how I live my life Digital these n***as should be crazy Growin' up as a Brooklyn baby Bedstuy this is my life Digital these n***as should be crazy Growin' up as a Brooklyn baby This is how I live my life