brooklyn 4 life

It aint no mutha fuckin issue, when we split u its gion be a paraphical when bullets split through ya tissue get u, its offical, flawless crew we be carryin' missles this aint a cross fire nigga, fucka we ment to hit u im fully focus, gun is loaded, theres no conceadentcy eyes open wide when them bullets spit repeadedly have u soked and needlessly to say from the heatedly peacefuly 47 that would leave u breathin breathlessly....... aye yo kid this hood hop reppin brooklyn till i rot. new york stand the fuck up.