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)