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letra de bronx nigga (the one seven o mix) - tim dog

[pre-chorus]
uptown, in the boogie down (yeah)
where the n-ggas are hard and they don’t f-ck around
uptown, in the boogie down (yeah)
where the n-ggas are hard and they can’t f-ck around

{verse 1}
get up, i’m top-notch
i got props
i get paid while ya playin’ hopscotch
watch? look at the clock
ticky ticky tock
n-ggas get mad but get off my jock
cos i don’t give a f-ck where ya came from
and i could care less if ya plain dumb
i’m from webster’s ave
in the boogie boogie down
step to my flock
ya get beat down
or go to the bronx river
ya got shot the f-ck up
and thrown in the river
cuz zulu, it fits
those compton motherf-ckers can suck a d-ck
yeah, i said it, you thought i fell off
step to me, i’ll blow yer mothef-ckin’ head off
chillin’ on melrose avenue
drinking brew with my crew
kool keith and motion
derek x from brand nubian
roll the joint
and let’s light another doobie-an
i got up town
where the rastafarians don’t f-ck around (boh!)
far east projects in the house (hooo)
jackson projects in the house (hooo)
madison projects in the house (hoo)
my haven’s projects in the house (hooo)
skip on over to the concourse riverport towers
(don’t forget tracy towers)
i’m rollin with the nile aisle crew
milbook projects, respect goes out to you
but what about the maro castle hill project
props is due to uh south hill view
story avenue, willis avenue
clay avenue, cypress avenue
lambrick houses on treemount ave
where b-tches have the fattest ass
but what about co-op co-op city
where n-ggas are hard and the b-tches are lookin’ pretty
take a trip down to skate key
where we had beef, but none lately
cos we got rep, got much respect
bullets are flyin’ from the nine to the tec
who’s the b-tch who thought i was whack?
i’m drinking don p’s
and ya sippin’ similak
so watch out, world, ‘cos the dog’s getting bigger
peace to my man bo cos he’s a bronx n-gga
[chorus]
i’m a bronx n-gga
(ayo, where you at?!)
i’m a bronx n-gga
(ayo, where bust a rap!)

[verse 2]

hey yo, i’m from mothef-ckin’ uptown
in otherwords, bucktown
even in compton n-ggas know we don’t f-ck around
diss me? bring ya brothers
cuz i’m catching bodies, that’s word to my mother!
i’m getting tired of all this sh-t
if you got beef, we can shoot the gift
yeah, or we can shoot guns, knives whatever
all i know i know is you better have your sh-t together
cuz i’m going all out, there’ll be a fallout
and bodies will be hauled out
and i’ll go blow with my crew
by the way, let me go through
i-god, look at big d, timmo
can’t forget hersh, he’ll put you in a he-rs-
kd, the motherf-ckin dark man
puttin’ n-ggas out with the quick hands
me, magnificent true god
i can just take charge and pull ya whole card
cuz i get wreck, give much respect
give me a break, i ain’t finished yet
silly illy bobby billy rhymes are whack
my doggy doggy doggy rhymes are phat
i’ll come back, break ya whole track
cuz i smoke the mic like a fiend smoke crack
what i’m really trying to say is i’m nice
out of my way, you really neat or you’re nice
trusting much, you know i hate a bunch of bubble
run on home, cuz you don’t really want no trouble
i’ll smack ya ass, and you start to see double
i’m looking like the mac
you lookin’ like barney rubble
forget forget it, you can’t even get with it
if i put it in a sandwich, you bite it and sh-t it
so go ahead and choose, bring your whole crew
but f-ckin’ with dog is bad news
i’m god, so you know i can hold my own
i’m f-ckin’ your girl when your ass is home
that’s right, you thought it was a plumber, see
but it was me and her f-ckin’ in the kitchen g
i’m poetic, energetic, won’t let it
you wanna be cool? yeah, that’s copasetic
nah f-ck it, ya better run n-gga
my fingers on the trigger
cuz i’m a bronx n-gga

(chorus)

{outro}
bronx n-ggas:
nice and smooth
ultramagnetic
boogie down productions
cool dj red alert
black sheep
showbiz and ag
lord finesse
afrika bambaataa and the mighty zulu nation
chuck chill out
johnny quest and the k bomb
dj kid kapri
and me, the d.o.g
so step to me
cuz you don’t wanna f-ck with me
and all the bronx n-ggas out there…
peace!

- tim dog

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