Hello Brooklyn
      New York New York it's a hell of a town
  The Bronx is up and I'm Brooklyn down
  They don't know my name they only know my initials
  Building bombs in the attic for elected officials
  I quit my job I cut my hair
  I cut my boss cause I don't care
  You tried to get slick you bust a little chuckle
  You're gonna get smacked with my gold finger knuckle
  Cause being as fly as me is something you never thought of
  You'll be sticking up old ladies with the hand gun or the sawed-off
  Like a buffalo soldier I'm broader than Broadway
  Keep keepin' on I don't care what they say
  I play my stereo loud it disturbs my neighbors
  I want to enjoy the fruits of my labor
  Cause I am the holder of the 3-pack Bonanza
  If you open the book then you will get your hand slapped
  I am the keeper of the 3-pack Bonanza
  If you ask a question you will get the answer
  Her breast I saw I reached I felt
  M.O.N.E.Y. the belt
  I stay at home just like a hermit
  I got the jammy but I don't got the permit
  Yes you got a boyfriend and indeed his name is Slick Nick
  that is why Annabelle you're caught with the shrimpy limp dick trick
  I ride around town cause my ride is fly
  I shot a man in Brooklyn just to watch him die