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 smoke 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)