| Jim Jones: what?
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| Yeah that was me
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| Shit. |
| That’s my gang
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| Now we balling on you niggas
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| Harlem stand up
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| Different strokes nigga
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| Rags to riches on you niggas
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| What you say sucka?
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| You know where we from nigga?
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| We from that Harlem place man
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| This where all the swag come from
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| Dope lines, fiends sniffing coke lines
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| Crack sales, trying to avoid a packed jail
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| A major hustle, knowing that the jakes’ll cuff you
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| Life’s a bitch, and ain’t no way to make her love you
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| Abandoned buildings, shoot-ups and the random killings
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| If you hoop, well you might got a break
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| I was enticed by the coupes, loving them
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| All night on the stoop, you see my life is like a race?
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| Fucked up ain’t it? |
| yeah i had a big willy dream
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| Tying to get a mill moving krill’s to the fiends
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| In front the building you can hear the sireens
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| Getting warm in the lobby chilly chilly, nah mean?
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| But i got caught up in my tracks, i got caught up on the trap
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| Well i’m back motherfucker in something sporty and black
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| I did two shows and i bought it off racks. |
| cocksucker.
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| This for my little niggas, that ride for the ends
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| To my niggas that getting money driving a benz
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| I was live on the streets, i’d die for my men
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| If get started from the beginning i’m riding again
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| I be always in the hood sending bitches to heaven
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| If you come to Harlem you can find me on
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| I don’t just play on the airs i live on the
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| Kill a nigga over my money but never a bitch
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| I double back, see
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| We double plaq, chinchilla in the jeep
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| It’s Byrdgang, Biggaveli baby we the street’s
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| You a little indian boy, baby we the chiefs
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| My momma gave me the grief had her getting high
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| Welfare first of the month barely getting by
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| Pot of milk, sugar & water rarely getting by |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Up in Harlem , by - Max B. Song from the album Library of a Legend, Vol. 1, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп