[Speaking:]
Yo anybody thats from
Harlem should know what I'm
talking about when I say no
music,
[Laughing] ya'll thought it was a game?
[Yells:]
Holla
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[Verse 1:]
Oh, Who you know spit it
hard to a handclap
She aint wack
So I tell a corny n***a hand dat
To a record label while I
get my hair wrapped
Then I let it fall under my
New York yankee cap
Anybody that know better
[ Find more Lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.org/4j1z ]That got chedda
Bet go getta
Cuz ya already know I'm where its at
And if Im rollin
Im ridin
I got my homies beside me
I tell ben drop me off he like
Where its at
I gets it poppin'
Im droppin'
Ya'll know I dont play
And know my swag is official
to what my flow say
And any club that's poppin
my record gon play
Rest in peace to Haze and Lil Zay Zay
L.I.L when the m gon carry me
16 spit it mean
In a carry c
37 Willex Ave where you find between
7 Ave is the block where you find me
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[Yells:]
Harlem Ha!!!
my rhymes were rockin'
mc's were droppin'
people shoutin'
step to me and ill will be inferior