Letra de Brooklyn To T-Neck

[Intro]
"The kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck"
"Y'knowI'msayin?"
"Rip when it's rhyme time"
[Verse One: Skoob,
Dray
]
Now ain't this some shit
I'm bringin it round the back like no question
I'm swingin em with the Krayz and I'm swayz like the Jetsons
I wreck shit, I biggity-blast off, duke, I'm hectic
Just look at the funk that I brung from the young and the restless
Don't test this,
I'm miggity-makin yens in Japan
Diggity-don't give a fuck cos
I rap like Saran
or
Antiperspirant,
I riggity-roll my punctures
like a speed stick
I giggity-got the cock so kniggity-knock when you need it
So freak it, I speak it, I giggity-gots ta bring it
We're freakin a track for Jersey, yo Krazyie swing it
Speak of the devil, figgity-fuck the dumb shit, it's over
Soldier,
I riggity-roll just like a bulldozer
I'm kniggity-knockin butts
and smokin blunts that's my slogan
Check it, I wriggity-wreck more heads than Hulk Hogan
No jokin, I be's the, um, best at how I'm speakin
I riggity-rock a show and
pack em in like Puerto Ricans
I'm phat, I biggity-bang heads like
Jerry Cooney
I'm swingin the shit from West Bumblefuck to the Boonies
Buster, I miggity-musta stunned ya, blunder
You blewa, I speak it, I freak it, I'm super, so do a...
[Hook (x4)]
[Verse Two: Skoob,
Dray
]
Biggity-bang boomer, biggity-bust the lunatic rhymer
I riggity-rings more bells than Flo from Mel's Diner
I'm giggity-gettin props because of the rhymes that I be bustin'
I'm sorry about the condoms, sugar
You must provide the suction, cuz
I got more greenbacks

than the
Land of the Lost got Sleestacks
Simplest,
I'll call you Snaggle if you puss-sy gab, so
Look at me flippin the tongue, bringin the fun, pass the Hoover
I'm swingity-swingin the funk, bangin her trunks in Bermuda
I dribbity-drop runts, smoke blunts then drop my zipper
I piggity-pass the miggity-microphone to my nigga
Hot damn, higgity-here I am, check it Mister
I'm rippin the track to shreds or you're dead from my fists of
Fury, I biggity-be's the damn judge and jury
I'm cliggity-clockin G's cos these chumps always bore me
Yo baby, I drippity-drops nuff grammar
I'm rippity-rippin shop wit my nigga Boogie Banger
I got loot, I got knock boots to Argentina
Ya stupid, I either wanna Benz or a Beamer
So take that, I'm piggity-puttin your pipe when I'm smokin
Y'know kid, I ripped it for fun, no jokin, 'cause yo...
[Hook (x4)]
[Verse Three: Skoob,
Dray
]
Well I'll be damned, higgity-here I am, check the slang, hops
I biggity-bumped hips wit dumb chicks from here to Bangkok
Yo Bedrock, now piggity-pass the blunt, sonny
And let me piggity-pucker up and grab my nuts like
Al Bundy
I glassed em, I grits em, I shiggity-shoots my jizzum
I giggity-gots more loot than your tooth got the wisdom
Believe dat, I'm criggity-crackin skulls when I'm rowdy
I biggity-bang boots and hang loose like
Jimbrowskii
I miggity-makes em rock like
Mr.Gillespie makes em dizzy
I piggity-pass the mic now, yo Krayzie get busy
Shit's thick, I'm quick to stick a chick wit my dick like a sniper
Type o, fella that's hyper
Active, captive, plus I'm attractive
Pause for the cause, suck my drawers then I'm back, kid
Styley, rowdy, then yo I'm audi
5 wit my loot,
got more troops than in Saudi
Arabia
, maybe I, marry me an actress
Find her, phone her, bone her on the mattress
Tasket, tisket, Polly wanna biscuit
Figgity-fuck the cracker, I'm the rapper that ripped it, 'cause yo...
[Hook]