| Nah, you ain’t bout that
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| My niggas with the shits, you don’t want that
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| One call this whole shit shut down
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| I’m the word around the town
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| Watch what you say or do
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| Watch what you say or do
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| Watch what you say or do
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| It’s Harlem
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| It ain’t Halloween but the mask on
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| Hard to see the snakes when the grass long
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| Enough lies heard, you touch pies, we rough ride like Drag-On
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| Copping socks from crack heads that still got the tag on 'em
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| That liquor must’ve got you drunk
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| Bring 'em to the roof, I know you think you fly so Imma watch you jump
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| Give you a pack in front of your homies and watch you pump
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| Have a shooter posted up on any block you touch
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| It’s the kid that’s cosigned by legends
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| Coke lines and weapons
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| He want a dub, I take a dime and stretch it
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| Street sweeper with a broomstick
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| I could get your goon hit
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| It’s sunshine, I’m ducking one time until the moon hit
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| You Terrance Howard, Imma play Larenz with that pool stick
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| Been coulda killed these niggas wait until my mood switch
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| Kay Slay know I spit obsession, Dope Boy George
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| Seat back flying up the Bruckner with a porn star
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| Dave East
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| Nah, you ain’t bout that
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| My niggas with the shits, you don’t want that
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| One call this whole shit shut down
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| I’m the word around the town
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| Watch what you say or do
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| Watch what you say or do
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| Watch what you say or do
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| It’s Harlem
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| They wanna know who that Harlem girl we all authentic
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| I’m bubbling like baking soda soon as the water hit it
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| If I ain’t cop it for me better believe my daughter in it
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| Extorting bitches keep the order with it I call the business
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| See the nerve of a bunch of bitches unheard of
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| I get a bird off then I go visit Bergdorf’s
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| Who referred her fuck it you know I curved her
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| Go and break the rules shorty and then it’s murder
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| You ain’t a killer don’t believe that shorty
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| I looked you dead in the eyes I don’t see that shorty
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| See I know you ain’t pop, now you see that Maury
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| I’m like an alcoholic baby yea I keep that 40
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| They fronting I run 'em down
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| I’m hunting my gun around
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| Nah, we ain’t playing tag don’t give me the runaround
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| See them bitches say I slayed, you know I’m straight stunting now
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| Like the end of the performance, fuck it give 'em a bow
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| Bow
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| Nah, you ain’t bout that
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| My niggas with the shits, you don’t want that
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| One call this whole shit shut down
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| I’m the word around the town
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| Watch what you say or do
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| Watch what you say or do
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| Watch what you say or do
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| It’s Harlem
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| You better warn 'em, powder and marijuana
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| Shooting out heavy armor, towers on every corner (Harlem)
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| Blowing sour from Arizona
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| Big yacht, boat shoes, Prada’s or Ferragamo’s
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| Mean, Big Sinatra women stare at the posture
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| Cashmere, Cartier, yea I’m wearing the (?)
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| God fearing these bars airing your roster
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| Call me Bob Aaron when I’m staring the boxer
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| Just zoom by, playing Maroon 5
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| Hopped out Bape sweats Jordan Maroon 5s
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| Big gun latex gloves when the moon rise
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| My crew rise leave you face down with your goon mob
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| I been trill since (?)
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| I did shit for real I hit bricks for real
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| While he was on the move with Dame Biggs we held enough
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| Don’t tour much far as I go was Wales
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| Nah, you ain’t bout that
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| My niggas with the shits, you don’t want that
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| One call this whole shit shut down
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| I’m the word around the town
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| Watch what you say or do
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| Watch what you say or do
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| Watch what you say or do
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| It’s Harlem |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song It's Harlem , by - Dj Kay Slay. Song from the album The Big Brother, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп