What up on my Harlem niggas My BK niggas Back uptown baby Lennox Ave.
My Oyas on Broadway all day Aye yo you love the way I rep black Step the f back Fore I bring out the guns And chest check Respect that Any girl I met that Hit that Love the way I spit that I don t kit kat Push your wig back Get you shit snatched Get your ribs cracked Got a friend Have me kick that Get that Sit back School shit skip that Learn how to flip pack For the big stacks And the big act Now I got the big gats Click
clack
uhh Since day one been in a ditch Came with a snitch Now I m in the pen in the mix Friends sending me flicks Girls sending me kicks Been in some shit Had to tap a chin with a fist When the ? Begin with a stich End in a kiss So yo so I blend in the mix Now a day don t go by I ain t been in a chick 8?on the dope ask Dominican Rich Winning and rich Eating on cinnamon grits Grinning and shit How a nigga spin in 6 See they all see the 12 But you see me in it TVs in it BBs kinted Ask who it is You see me tinted I did drive-bys Now I take you on top of a high rise See if you can sky dive I ll bring it to you at your local gymnasium How bout the Palladium it Yankees stadium uhh Play people Jumped up and sprayed people I got dudes that ll jiggle with the A s legal You not a threat You want it you got it bet I ll leave your momma and your poppa wet Nigga wait now I m set I ll go another route Kidnap your family make you brother eat your mother out After I done dug her out Needles to jug her out Pillows to smother out You don t give a about Un would ve ? about I m through wit it Your crew ain t even true wit it I see your man he s like umm nothing to do with it I know you pack like that But Cam why you act like that SHUT UP nigga clack clack clack Pat pat pat Rat tat tat Put fear fore envy Nigga I m not in fear of any I ll leave a nigga black and blue Like a pair of Pennys While me and Betha Throw fiestas By alma queta Chicqueta Monero Nieta Don t ever around with the Don s cheddar See Jimmy Jones frontin in the Jon Cletta Or the black boots Jumpin out to act cool Cars never lease em Girls ? em My man and his wifey want me down with the threesome Niggas tease em Bitches please em When I m out of town yo my pants got a crease in em All calls valid Never hard mallet Dallas Been up in you favorite star s stlyus Coward Bite on my hoes like Marv Albert But you should thank Un though Coulda made you run though Been at your front door Gun hold for fun though [Guy] Yo
yo
yo
yo (Cam- What s up?) what the is wrong with you [Cam] that it s not a game [Guy] Yo
you ain t gotta be rythmin for niggas like that [Cam] Man them niggas B [Guy] Yo
you know what you do [Cam] What? [Guy] Tell these niggas the real deal [Cam] Aight check it Aiyyo I m ? Cook up the crack Everytime you look up a gat Got you shook up attack huh Look in the back
nah The guns I had put in the back I want the hook up in check On this work of the rap Now I m not saying what I like Or what I dislike But get the out my face til s right See baby boy I carry guns You know the big type The kind that might give you a 10 year fear of life And I was just like y all flippin hundred pack But nowadays I m the only You a running back You got to understand baby I m done with the crack I get pure white coke from Columbian cats Or the cocaine plan Leave your whole brain dead Light this herb Don t mean to disturb Never been to Sesame Street but I flip a big bird And I know stealers and they not from Pittsburgh No kids rapping or ostriches Just kidnapings and hostages So
y all better obey We shoot pro way Mess with us no way Now go head go play

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