Brooklyn To T-neck Lyrics - Das Efx

The kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin' 

Brooklyn's prime time 

The kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin' 

Brooklyn's prime time 

The kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin' 

Brooklyn's prime time 

The kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin' 

Brooklyn's prime time 

Now ain't this some old shit, I'm bringin' it round the back like no question 

I'm swingin' 'em with the cranes and I'm swayz like the Jetsons 

I wreck shit, I biggity-blast off, duke, I'm hectic 

Just look at the funk that I brung from the young and the restless 

Don't test this, I'm miggity-makin' yens in Japan 

Diggity-don't give a fuck 'cos I rap like Saran or antiperspirant 

I riggity-roll my punctures like a speed stick 

I giggity-got the pops so kniggity-knock when you need it 

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So freak it, I speak it, I giggity-gots ta bring it 

We're freakin' a track for Jersey, yo Krazyie spring it 

Speak of the devil, figgity-fuck the dumb shit, it's over soldier 

I riggity-roll just like a bulldozer 

I'm kniggity-knockin' butts and smokin' blunts that's my slogan 

Check it, I wriggity-wreck more heads than Hulk Hogan 

No jokin', I be's the, um, best at how I'm speakin' 

I riggity-rock a show and pack 'em in like Puerto Ricans 

I'm phat, I biggity-bang heads like Jerry Cooney 

I'm swingin' the shit from West, pump her up to the booty 

Buster, I miggity-musta stunned ya, blunder 

You blewa, I speak it, I freak it, I'm super, so do a 

The kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin' 

Brooklyn's prime time 

The kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin' 

Brooklyn's prime time 

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The kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin' 

Brooklyn's prime time 

The kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin' 

Brooklyn's prime time 

Biggity-bang boomer, biggity-bust the lunatic rhymer 

I riggity-rings more bells than Flo from Mel's Diner 

I'm giggity-gettin' props because of the rhymes that I be bustin' 

I'm sorry about, the condoms, sugar, you must provide the suction, 'cos 

I got more greenbacks than the land of the West got sea stacks 

Simplest, I'll call you Snuggle if you puss-sy gab, so 

Look at me flippin' the tongue, bringin' the fun, pass the Hoover 

I'm swingity-swingin' the funk, bangin' her trunks in Bermuda 

I dribbity-drop rungs, smoke blunts then drop my dipper 

I piggity-pass the miggity-microphone to my nigga 

Hot damn, higgity-here I am, check it Mister 

I'm rippin' the track to dreads or you're dead from my fists of fury 

I biggity-be's the damn judge and jury 

I'm cliggity-clockin' G's 'cos these chumps always bore me 

Yo baby, I drippity-drops nuff grammar 

I'm rippity-rippin' shop wit my nigga Boogie Banger 

I got loot, I got knock boots to Argentina 

Ya stupid, I either wanna Benz or a beamer 

So take that, I'm piggity-puttin' your pipe when I'm smokin' 

Y'know kid, I ripped it for fun, no jokin', 'cos ya 

The kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin' 

Brooklyn's prime time 

The kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin' 

Brooklyn's prime time 

The kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin' 

Brooklyn's prime time 

The kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin' 

Brooklyn's prime time 

Well I'll be damned, higgity-here I am, check the slang, hops 

I biggity-bump chicks wit them chicks from here to Bangkok 

You're Bedrock, now piggity-pass the blunt, sonny 

And let me piggity-pucker up and grab my nuts like Al Bundy 

I glassed 'em, I grits 'em, I shiggity-shoots my jizzum 

I giigity-gots more loot than your tooth got the wisdom 

Believe dat, I'm criggity-crackin' skulls when I'm rowdy 

I biggity-bang boots and hang loose like Jim Growlski 

I miggity-makes 'em rock like Mr. Gillespie makes 'em dizzy 

I piggity-pass the mic now, yo Krayzie get busy 

Shit's thick, I'm quick to stick a chick wit my dick like a sniper 

Type O, fella that's hyper 

Active, captive, plus I'm attractive 

Horse for the course, suck my drawers then I'm back, kid 

Styley, rowdy, then yo I'm Audi 

5 wit my loot, got more troops than in Saudi 

Arabia, maybe I, marry me an actress 

Find her, phone her, bone her on the mattress 

Tasket, tisket, Polly wanna biscuit 

Figgity-fuck the cracker, I'm the rapper that rip it, 'cos yo 

The kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin' 

Brooklyn's prime time 

The kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin' 

Brooklyn's prime time 

The kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin' 

Brooklyn's prime time 

The kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin' 

Brooklyn's prime time 

The kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin' 

Brooklyn's prime time 

The kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin' 

Brooklyn's prime time 

The kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin' 

Brooklyn's prime time