Исполнитель: Jay Z

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Песня: Brooklyn‘s Finest
[Pain in Da Ass:]
Okay, I'm reloaded! You mothafuckas, think you big time? Fuckin' with Jay-Z, you gon' die, big time! Here come the Pain!

[Intro:]
Jigga,
Bigga,
Nigga,
How you figure?

[Jay-Z:]
Peep the style and the way the cops sweat us,
The number one question is can the Feds get us,
I got vendettas in dice games against ass bettors,
And niggas who pump wheels and drive Jettas,
Take that wit' ya
[The Notorious B.I.G.:]
Hitcha, back splitcha,
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 hated
[Jay-Z:]
Can't fade it,
While y'all pump Willie, I run up and stunt silly,
Scared, so you sent your little mans to come kill me,
But on the contrilli, I packs the MAC-milli.
Squeezed off on him, left them paramedics breathin' soft on him,
What's ya name?
[The Notorious B.I.G.:]
Who shotcha? Mob ties like Sinatra.
Peruvians tried to do me in, I ain't paid them yet,
Tryna push 700's, they ain't made them yet.
Rolex and bracelets is frostbit, rings too,
Niggas ‘round the way call me Igloo. Stick who?
Mothafucka!

[Chorus:]
Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga, shit your drawers!
Where you from? Brooklyn, goin' out for all!
Marcy! That's right, you don't stop!
Bed-Stuy! You won't stop, nigga!

[Jay-Z:]
Jay-Z, Big Smalls, nigga shit your 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 J.V.
Jay-Z
[The Notorious B.I.G.:]
And Bigga, baby!
My Bed-Stuy flow's malicious, delicious,
Fuck three wishes, made my road to riches,
From 62's, gem stars, my mom's dishes,
Gram choppin', police van dockin',
D's at my doors knockin'.
[Jay-Z:]
Keep rockin',
No more Mr. Nice Guy, I twist your shit,
The fuck back with them pistols.
Blazin', hot like Cajun,
Hotter than even holdin' work at the Days Inn
With New York plates outside.
Get up outta there. Fuck your ride!
[The Notorious B.I.G.:]
Keep your hands high, shit gets steeper,
Here comes the Grim Reaper, Frank White.
Leave the keys to your InnKeper,
Chil,l homie, the bitch in the Shoney's told me
You're holdin' 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.

[Chorus:]
Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga, shit your drawers!
Where you from? Brooklyn, goin' out to all!
Crown Heights! You don't stop!
Brownsville!You won't stop, nigga!
Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga, shit your drawers!
Where we from? Brooklyn, goin' out to all!
Bushwick! You don't stop!
Fort Greene! You won't stop, niggas!

[Jay-Z:]
From ‘96, the only MC with a flu,
Yeah, I rhyme sick, I be what you tryna do,
Made a fortune off Peru, extradite, china white heroin.
Nigga, please, like short sleeves I bear arms,
Stay out my way from here on. Gone!
[The Notorious B.I.G.:]
Me and Gutter had two spots,
The two-for-five dollar hits, the blue tops.
Gotta go, Coolio mean, it's gettin' too hot,
If Faith had twins, she'd probably have two Pacs.
Get it? 2 Pac's.
[Jay-Z:]
Time to separate the pros from the cons,
The platinum from the bronze,
That butter soft shit from that leather on the Fonz,
A S1 diamond from a I class don,
A Chandon sipper from a Rosé, nigga, huh?
Brook-Nam sippin' on
[The Notorious B.I.G.:]
Cristal forever, play the crib when it's mink weather,
The mafia keep cannons in they Marc Buchanans,
Usually cuatro cinco, the shell sink slow, tossin' ya,
Mad slugs through your Nautica, I'm warnin' ya.

[Chorus:]
Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga, shit your drawers!
Where you from? Brooklyn, goin' out to all!
Flatbush! You don't stop!
Red Hook! You won't stop, nigga!
Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga, shit your drawers!
Where you from? Brooklyn, goin' out to all!
East New York! You don't stop!
Clinton Hill! You won't stop, nigga!

[Outro:]
Is Brooklyn in da house?
Roc-a-Fella, y'all! Junior M.A.F.I.A.
Superbad clique, Brooklyn's finest, you rewind this,
Representin' BK to the fullest.

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[Pain in Da Ass:]
Ладно! Я перезарядил! Вы, гов**ки, думаете, что такие крутые? Наедете на Джей-Зи и сдохнете очень круто. Вот он, Пэйн!

[Вступление:]
Джигга,
Бигга,
Ниггер,
Как ты понял?..... [открыть перевод]

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