Songtexte: Foxy Brown. Other. Massacre.

Brooklyn baby!
Oh, in a suburban club, one shot.
Murder, murder, yeah...
... bullshit...
She's a ballerina dancer Shwaty,
Not a hip-hop artist...

I'm still popping this shit, nigger...
And put my Gucci on like...
Keeps me the,.. nigger like I'm...
I'm broke, bitch you better...

... bitch, wanna hit on facts, aha
And ten years later she is Nicki Minaj.

Yes, and... looking like I live
... my booty made all shit,
Fuck the whole ass!
My niggers ain't jealous, just...
All the niggers buy Channel and a bitch should chill us,
But the...
Just wipe it off my city...

So what does this bitch does? Kincky, kincky.
I repeat it, repeat it, like a... in a bullshit...

Bitch, I will not surrender,
My bitch is about to give me this,..
Brooklyn we'll be at you, taking the home,
It's just my tits on, and my microphone.
... being witness to the rise and the fall,
I just can't believe you all!
You see the murder, murder, the murder machine,
In Brooklyn, Brooklyn..