Joell Ortiz - Brooklyn Bullshit lyrics

Brooklyn is in the house and
Brooklyn is in the house and
Just wave your hands in the air
And wave them like you just don't care, care

Yes I am on that Brooklyn bullshit
That's where I was born and raised nigga
It's 718 nigga it's a genuine borough nigga
Greezy niggas man chea, check, uh
(Joell Ortiz) check

So what I ask for an ace on your cigarette
On the first and third I'm happy cuz
All the fiends get a check
So what I still go up to the roof to bone
With a bird from the p's
Who gives ruthless dome
So what I'm still chipping for a bag of weed
And if that L looks skimpy
I leave half the seeds
So what it's the second day
I wore these jeans
I was chilling yesterday, they don't stink
Ya'mean?
So what I get a shape up when I need a cut
I ain't woofing that bad
I can use these 5 bucks
So what I get a beer on credit
From my corner store
I be going there for years goddammit
So what I lose my re-up in dicegames
Tomorrow I'll be scheming to find
Me a nice chain so what exit dinner when I
Don't feel like cooking
I ain't my fault I'm on that bullshit
I'm from Brooklyn

E'time you come around your face
Turn to a frown you see us 'bout to go
Down That's that Brooklyn bullshit!
They won't let us in the spot cuz
Last time they let us rock
The party came to a stop
That's that Brooklyn bullshit!
Fitted over your eyes your
Shirt double your size
Your belt hugging your thighs
That's that Brooklyn bullshit!
Looking up and down the block with
Work tucked in your sock
Dodging and weaving the cops
That's that Brooklyn bullshit!

So what I ask my man for a piece of chicken
When it ain't yours for some
Reason it always taste different
So what we five deep in a two door whip
We gotta get where we going
If you fit you fit
So what I still reside in my moms crib
Now fuck that
I'm rhyming to get outta there kid
So what, yes I do have two baby mothers
Yes they do stay two
Buildings away from eachother
So what I only had one job in my life
And that friday I got my check
Is the friday I took flight
So what I skip lines in front of the club
The niggas quiet
The bitches is always like "that's fucked up"
So what my cable box in the hood is still hot
And my whole fam be
Silent everytime they knock
So what I spent a couple
Nights in the bookings
I ain't my fault I'm on that bullshit
I'm from Brooklyn

E'time you come around your face
Turn to a frown you see us 'bout to go
Down That's that Brooklyn bullshit!
They won't let us in the spot cuz
Last time they let us rock
The party came to a stop
That's that Brooklyn bullshit!
Fitted over your eyes your
Shirt double your size
Your belt hugging your thighs
That's that Brooklyn bullshit!
Looking up and down the block with
Work tucked in your sock
Dodging and weaving the cops
That's that Brooklyn bullshit!

So what every now and then I hop out cabs
Papi took the long way, papi think I'm ass
So what I cop blue Hawaiians
Instead of a bottle
I'll catch Brooklyn drinks if
They close the Apollo
So what I got my mans shirt on my back
I had this shit for 4 months
He don't want this back
So what when we 20 deep, I act up
Yo best better be easy, don't get clapped up
So what these ain't real rocks up in my watch
When the sun hit the face
This shit still looks hot
So what I rob you blind
If your ass ain't looking
I ain't my fault I'm on that bullshit
I'm from Brooklyn

E'time you come around your face
Turn to a frown you see us 'bout to go
Down That's that Brooklyn bullshit!
They won't let us in the spot cuz
Last time they let us rock
The party came to a stop
That's that Brooklyn bullshit!
Fitted over your eyes your
Shirt double your size
Your belt hugging your thighs
That's that Brooklyn bullshit!
Looking up and down the block with
Work tucked in your sock
Dodging and weaving the cops
That's that Brooklyn bullshit!