Lighters Up

I come from Bed-Stuy Where niggaz either do or they gone die Gotta keep the Ratchett close by Someone murdered Nobody seen, nobody heard it Just another funeral service Niggaz will get at you Come through shinin', they yap you In broad daylight kidnap you Best get clap through Police stay on us like tattoos Niggaz only grind 'cuz we have to Money is power Sling crack, weed and powder Fiends come through every hour It's all about that dollar And we no deal with cowards Weak lamb get devoured By the lion in the concrete jungle The strong stand and rumble The weak fold and crumble It's the land of trouble Brooklyn home of the greatest rappers BIG comes first then the queen comes after Now put your lighters up, Bed-Stuy Put your lighters up, New York Put your lighters up, D.C. Keep putting your lighters up, Philadelphia Put your lighters up, Detroit Put your lighters up, Chi-town Keep putting them lighters up No matter where you from, put your lighters up Now, let me give you a walk through Show you what to do and you don't do Where its not safe to go to Them boys approach you Better say quick who you close to Don't come through if niggaz don't know you 'Cuz people is talking The streets is watching The G's is lurking Stash the nine in the garbage The life of a hustla The life of a gambler Dice game, kill more niggaz than cancer You know who you fuck with Brooklyn don't run, we run shit Roll up and just bumrush shit We don't play that Out in Bk, not at all For a pound leave your face on the wall R.I.P in memory of Never show thy enemies love We get it on where we live You better have a pass when you cross that bridge Welcome to Brooklyn Put your lighters up, LA Put your lighters up, VA Put your lighters up, Texas Keep putting your lighters up, New Orleans Put your lighters up, St. Louis Put your lighters up, A-T-L Keep putting them lighters up No matter where you from, put your lighters up Damn homie, I'm so tore And I don't think I'm ever gone smoke no more And I don't think I'm ever gone drink no more But fuck it, bartender, you can give me one more We in the club like (Damn homie, I'm so tore) Lighting the dutch like (And I don't think I'm ever gone smoke no more) Passing the bub like (And I don't think I'm ever gone drink no more) Back at the bar like (Fuck it, bartender, you can give me one more) See, BIG done told you I'm the hottest bitch on the planet Biggest sex symbol, since Janet There's a Nolte bandit Laying in the cut like a bandage Come through Fulton St. in the vanquish Doing them damage And if you don't understand it Then let me give it to you in Spanish Soy la senorita mas Linda del Barrios y lo es abo tu eres despacio Still over in Brazil, sipping Mescotto You must of forgot though So I'mma take you back to the block yo Put you on to how we rock yo Some are boosting 12-year olds prostituting Hit-men hired for execution, there's no solution Niggaz, still piss in the hallways Fiends get high on em' all day The youth them bang at the cops off the roof If you don't know my town is the truth Welcome to Brooklyn Now put your lighters up, New Jersey Put your lighters up, Boston Put your lighters up, B-More Keep putting your lighters up, Miami Put your lighters up, Puerto Rico Put your lighters up, Kingston, Jamaica Keep putting them lighters up No matter where you from, put your lighters up Damn homie, I'm so tore And I don't think I'm ever gone smoke no more And I don't think I'm ever gone drink no more But fuck it, bartender, you can give me one more We in the club like (Damn homie, I'm so tore) Lighting the dutch like (And I don't think I'm ever gone smoke no more) Passing the bub like (And I don't think I'm ever gone smoke no more) Back at the bar like (Fuck it, bartender, you can give me one more)