[Intro: Funkmaster Flex]

Is Brooklyn in here tonight?!?!?!?

[Chorus: Notorious B.I.G.]

Where Brooklyn at?

[Verse 1: Fabolous]

I'm right here, Big

Your boy sitting on top like a hair wig

Bed-Stuy fly, Bushwick sick

East New York walk the Brownsville grill, ill

You see, I got a Fort Greene lean

Clinton Hill chill, Red Hook look, man

Ain't no shook hands in Brooklyn

Son, your life can get took, man

(Brooklyn)

Then threw off bridges

One hard top, two soft bitches

Ride through the borough with two four fifths-es

Phantom open up like two door fridges

I make 'em change the New York digits

From 718 to 187, from 212 to 211

Your boy's back with a new one son, huh!

[Chorus: Notorious B.I.G.]

Where Brooklyn at?

[Verse 2: Jay-Z]

I'm right here Fab, waving the flag, I'm from Nostrand Ave

I came to take the game in my Daddy Kane chain

Niggas gave it up smooth

They ain't want to hear the bang, BANG

I'm back on my bully shit

That Flatbush, Bushwick black hoodie shit

Half a billie in the bank roll

Bank stop anybody, what's your bank, ho?

Big B's on the wheel

Spread love the Brooklyn way, B how's it feel?

I'm on my Robin Thicke shit

Shit ever gets thick, back to robbing niggas quick

Trick, click, ante up

All you niggas Britney, pull your panties up

Whole borough is with me, hold your cannons up

Buck one for Bucktown, Brooklyn, what the fuck?!!

[Chorus: Notorious B.I.G.]

Where Brooklyn at?

[Verse 3: Uncle Murda]

I'm right here Hov!

East New York, Uncle Murda feeling good

I hooked up with Jigga, got my grandma out the hood

Marcy is back, now look at niggas

Now they can't say Jay ain't sign a Brooklyn nigga

Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?

Shooting somebody up or getting off the packs

Or going to the club looking for something to yap

Or running up in the crib like, "Where the safe at?"

East New York will shoot you they dap your homey

Brownsville will rob ya they clap your homey

Bed-Stuy will get you killed for a hundred grams

Get a Coney Island nigga to pull the trigga, man

Ask Flex, he used to run the Tunnel

Brooklyn had dudes scared to rep they borough

Uncle Murda, I'mma rep to the fullest

Like Shyne, in the club I throw bullets

[Outro: Fabolous]

Ha son!!! It's a like it or not thing, nah mean?

This one is for Brooklyn, I'm in my Bed-Stuy fly, you know

Bushwick sick, I walk that East New York walk, Brownsville grill

Got my Fort Greene lean, ha ha, Clinton Hill chill, Red Hook look

That Flatbush push, nah mean Cypress Hill feel

Crown Heights tight with it, the Williamsburg swerve

Coney Island styling on 'em, Canarsie flossing

Park Slope dope you know, ya dig?