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