Artist: Masta Killa Album: Made in Brooklyn Song: Brooklyn King Typed by: DaSun_Akbar@HotMail.Com [Masta Killa in Whispery Voice] Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding Ya'll cats know how I do my Thing This is how I do my Thing [Verse 1] Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding Ya'll cats know how I do my Thing Brooklyn King that'll snatch your Bling Dare a motherfucker to swing Lose arm, I'm calm stayin' heavily armed Well protected, Heart rip cage chest is slowly plexus Rugged Profile peep honey child checkin' my style Quick Wallets are fuck, slick wit it talk, East New York Get a guns buck, back them down You know the sound, when they see auto spit fully Baron Bully, Timberland Boot, Black Hoody, Fitted Black Skully You still on that bullshit, I can't get it out of me Why should I switch the Prescription ? The Whole World vibin' to what I'm Prescibin' Keep the Jam livin' [Masta Killa in Whispery Voice] Ding, ding, ding, ding Ya'll cats know how I do my Thing [Hook: Masta Killa] Ya'll cats know how I do my Thing Brooklyn King that'll snatch your Bling Dare a motherfucker to swing You know his Thing Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding [Verse 2] Uh, we ain't goin' home 'til the last blood's gone Head strong enough to break Bone Peace to the God y'all boned Tell Universe to love and scent Missed seein' him on the Ave. a little longer and bent Yea it's another day in the Hood I got my Money from the Block Now I'm gon' cop somethin' fly To rock for the rest of the Week Prefer heart, not the drop slippin' of to the beat Not the sweet smellin' sex in my Passenger seat Pretty feet on my Dashboard sippin' her drink Pretty Brown Eyes, Pretty Brown Thighs All Wise Intelligent Eyes See you spread Butterfly, Pretty ass high Slang Supreme Marble, I beat the Terrible Reign Dirty South, Carolina Game, cockin' again Hear the Guns bust, can be spittin' like this High risk for MC's vocal anesthetic for your head Rush [Hook: Masta Killa] Ya'll cats know how I do my Thing Brooklyn King that'll snatch your Bling Dare a motherfucker to swing You know his Thing Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding [Verse 3] Now you see how the Crowd response when I get on You'll neva last in this Square when I enter Brooklyn - also known as Good Lookin' Crooklyn - slidin' through your Central Bookin' Knocked on the Friendly charge that got dropped So I copped po' basin' wit the Five year pendin' Can't count the Blessin' Caught another case in the mix, Now I'm stressin' Power to the People to Sequel, spark the people See you at a Town near you, Comin' WU