Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Straight Harlem, artist - Cam'Ron.
Date of issue: 10.01.2020
Song language: English
Straight Harlem |
You know that if you don’t know nothing else, nigga |
(I'm straight, Harlem World, Harlem World, Ha-Ha-Harlem World) |
I can’t wait for my block to get it together, man |
(I'm straight, I’m straight, I’m straight) |
Story so fucking crazy, man |
Wish the big homies would come together, man |
Tell their story, man |
I’ll tell you a taste of what I know though |
I, I-I had to beg the big homie Reg not to rob Steph Marbury (Never told you, |
Steph) |
This the same year that he got drafted |
I said, «That's my man» |
He say, «He got that Rollie on and that’s my shit |
Tell him to leave or I’ma start snatching» (Crazy) |
«You got it, OG, I don’t want no problems big or small» (None at all) |
I knew they was wilding when niggas robbed Biggie Smalls |
These niggas cray-cray, I got to get away-way |
Until then, I’ma spray anything moving if it’s mayday (Facts) |
Toughest in my hood, nah, but I am not for play-play (Nope) |
On the East side, my niggas had hand grenades and AK’s (Tough mob) |
Plus nobody love me more, more than my nigga AJ (True) |
And be in Grand projects anytime I’m on vacay (What up, Deebo) |
I still will get masked up with the MAC tucked |
Yeah, I’m back up with no backup |
This cap bust, it’s like getting hit by Mack trucks (Bow) |
Slow money’s for show money, but Harlem 'bout that fast buck |
Pre-gentrified, only white I seen was bagged up, truth |
(I'm straight, Harlem World, Harlem World, Ha-Ha-Harlem World) |
What’s up |
(I'm straight, Harlem World, Harlem World, Ha-Ha-Harlem World) |
Ain’t nothing changed but the color of the money |
(I'm straight, Harlem World, Harlem World, Ha-Ha-Harlem World) |
These new hundred dollar bills, huh |
How that look |
Jones |
I’m on 7th Ave with my karats on (Right) |
Double park with my hazards on (Wassup?) |
On the block, God bless the dead when my nigga Light had had the bomb (RIP) |
Word bond, forty dealt before school start (It's a fact, nigga) |
In a school zone and the teacher talkin' 'bout school smarts |
From the same hood as and Big Dave |
Hoop dreams turn coupe dreams |
And we sold crack where kids play (What else?) |
Live on Lenox, fell dead in a vacant lot |
His 16th at the trying to make salat (As-salamu alaykum) |
I was 15th and I had work tryna make a lot |
Cooked it up at a fiend’s house |
All he wanted was to scrape the pot (True facts) |
Rich nigga and I’m sittin' on crates still |
Real, real nigga, got a bitch on 8th still |
(I'm straight, Harlem World, Harlem World, Ha-Ha-Harlem World) |
Oh, niggas know I’m Harlem, Shoota! |
(I'm straight, Harlem World, Harlem World, Ha-Ha-Harlem World) |
Pull up in that GT 63 S |
(I'm straight, Harlem World, Harlem World, Ha-Ha-Harlem World) |
Motherfucking seats bleeding like a muh’fucka, yeah |
I’m a, I’m a, I’m a 12 street delegate, profitin' off every play |
Men y’all look up to is not who I celebrate (Nah, nah) |
I was raised by killers that rose Hell and pissed on Heaven gates |
I was taught by robbers that robbed the robbers, but that’s a separate case |
In my present state, I’m getting money, I never press the brakes |
Dude die, don’t tell me that shit 'bout he in a better place |
Move forward and elevate in the spirit of players that used to score |
I remind him of Hen Dog when he pulled up in that Coupe before (That's me) |
I remind him of Al Fierce, I might shoot right through the door |
You remind me of Larry, he talked, facin' a two to four |
Get nasty when these plays are running |
at you right through the war |
Old Harlem, break the rules, then I don’t fuck with you no more |
I’m straight, Harlem World, Harlem World, Ha-Ha-Harlem World |
I’m straight, Harlem World, Harlem World, Ha-Ha-Harlem World |
I’m straight, Harlem World, Harlem World, Ha-Ha-Harlem World |
I’m straight, I’m straight, I’m straight, Har— |