Harlem Streets
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โฑ๏ธ 3:41 duration
๐ ID: 291920
๐ Lyrics
Killa, killa, dipset man
Aye yo, you know I've been all over the motherfucking world man
But ain't no place like Harlem man
Let me break it down man
We tie dynamite to the rhino type, Whine you might find yo sight
Sell the information for a dime a white, that China China
I'm behind the diner, selling marijuana to a minor minor
Elder fella, lookin' for that shine, I'll shine ya
My mind designa, you a dime, I dine ya
Madonna momma, body bottle, your fine, I'm finer
Time to climb her, climb behind vagina
Then I hime and grind her, 'til her mom remind her
Diamonds blind her, visions gone, kiss her palm
Turn her on, lift her arm, notice that her wrists is wrong
Gotta get it right ma, we gon' get along
Said how don't trip, but yo the trick is wrong
First visit warn, day job tick a tron
Night time, missed the mom, Bootleg Chris and Don
Brother Chris and Don, and they sister Calm
They sell yay, you'll say yay, this shit's the bomb
I'm a hit my man, tell 'em you my bigga pawn
The rest, so yes, you'll be blessed to hit the intercom
You know kisses mom, she gave him wisdom charm
And they father come from a long list of dons
And I get it cheaper, I cop bricks like sneakers
And if the cops come, I just hit amnesia
But I give you an earful, it's tearful
Told my mother I hustle, and she said be careful
Why I feel like I'm loosin' weight?
Why I ain't got no money? If I'm movin' weight
My life's based upon, what I'm a do this year
Cop a boat, hop a layer
Now the army suit's cute wit my chocolate Airs
You ain't gotta stare, go cop a pair
Still the sweet in me, nothing they can do to me
I made sure my mother and girl, is smothered in pearls
When a nigga under the world
Everybody like Cam got the recipe now
Not them three girls I got to be Destiny's Child
Specially equities, wreckin' we smile
In the fear tech the tech and use the tech that we wile
The tech with the deceptive, receptive affiles
Hectic, heckle a koch, helicopters on the set of my sales
Nah, I ain't gon' be imbedded in jail
Talking to a cellmate in a bed in a jail, dog
I broke bread with the wheel, fled from some seals
And the house, I was the head of the hills, shit
You get a dumb hoe, and get dumb happy
Go to the gun show, get gun happy
Stuck, killed, mugged, milt
Tone flint sticks, bo, Chubs milk
Poochi, baba, butta got the hardest shells
We the Midwest gun cartel, nigga
Yeah, well just clap up ya brains, snatch up ya chains
See dog, rap is my aim
But I'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game
A test of my frame, tapped to my brain, affects that remains
It wasn't rap, it was crack that got the racks on the range
Look dog, don't be askin' for dames, see
Playboy, I don't own that man
In any way homeboy, you a grown ass man, shit
And when I rap it ain't no punchlines
I be on the highway dirty, crunch time
No timeouts homeboy, just one time
If they find that stashbox, just one time
Shit, they'll put the dogs in the trunk
Side of the road, holdin' you up, cold as a fuck
They want that button, lunge it and push it
Soon as they lunge it and push it, I run in the bushes
That's how I play mine, jump over the grapevine
Take my chances, one on one with the K9
Stealin' a clip, for anyone squealin' they lips
Fuck y'all if y'all ain't feelin' the dips
Why I feel like I'm loosin' weight?
Why I ain't got no money? If I'm movin' weight
My life's based upon, what I'm a do this year
Cop a boat, hop a layer
Now the army suits cute wit my chocolate ears
You ain't gotta stare, go cop a pair
Still the sweet in me, nothing they can do to me
I made sure my mother and girl, is smothered in pearls
When a nigga under the world
Aye yo, you know I've been all over the motherfucking world man
But ain't no place like Harlem man
Let me break it down man
We tie dynamite to the rhino type, Whine you might find yo sight
Sell the information for a dime a white, that China China
I'm behind the diner, selling marijuana to a minor minor
Elder fella, lookin' for that shine, I'll shine ya
My mind designa, you a dime, I dine ya
Madonna momma, body bottle, your fine, I'm finer
Time to climb her, climb behind vagina
Then I hime and grind her, 'til her mom remind her
Diamonds blind her, visions gone, kiss her palm
Turn her on, lift her arm, notice that her wrists is wrong
Gotta get it right ma, we gon' get along
Said how don't trip, but yo the trick is wrong
First visit warn, day job tick a tron
Night time, missed the mom, Bootleg Chris and Don
Brother Chris and Don, and they sister Calm
They sell yay, you'll say yay, this shit's the bomb
I'm a hit my man, tell 'em you my bigga pawn
The rest, so yes, you'll be blessed to hit the intercom
You know kisses mom, she gave him wisdom charm
And they father come from a long list of dons
And I get it cheaper, I cop bricks like sneakers
And if the cops come, I just hit amnesia
But I give you an earful, it's tearful
Told my mother I hustle, and she said be careful
Why I feel like I'm loosin' weight?
Why I ain't got no money? If I'm movin' weight
My life's based upon, what I'm a do this year
Cop a boat, hop a layer
Now the army suit's cute wit my chocolate Airs
You ain't gotta stare, go cop a pair
Still the sweet in me, nothing they can do to me
I made sure my mother and girl, is smothered in pearls
When a nigga under the world
Everybody like Cam got the recipe now
Not them three girls I got to be Destiny's Child
Specially equities, wreckin' we smile
In the fear tech the tech and use the tech that we wile
The tech with the deceptive, receptive affiles
Hectic, heckle a koch, helicopters on the set of my sales
Nah, I ain't gon' be imbedded in jail
Talking to a cellmate in a bed in a jail, dog
I broke bread with the wheel, fled from some seals
And the house, I was the head of the hills, shit
You get a dumb hoe, and get dumb happy
Go to the gun show, get gun happy
Stuck, killed, mugged, milt
Tone flint sticks, bo, Chubs milk
Poochi, baba, butta got the hardest shells
We the Midwest gun cartel, nigga
Yeah, well just clap up ya brains, snatch up ya chains
See dog, rap is my aim
But I'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game
A test of my frame, tapped to my brain, affects that remains
It wasn't rap, it was crack that got the racks on the range
Look dog, don't be askin' for dames, see
Playboy, I don't own that man
In any way homeboy, you a grown ass man, shit
And when I rap it ain't no punchlines
I be on the highway dirty, crunch time
No timeouts homeboy, just one time
If they find that stashbox, just one time
Shit, they'll put the dogs in the trunk
Side of the road, holdin' you up, cold as a fuck
They want that button, lunge it and push it
Soon as they lunge it and push it, I run in the bushes
That's how I play mine, jump over the grapevine
Take my chances, one on one with the K9
Stealin' a clip, for anyone squealin' they lips
Fuck y'all if y'all ain't feelin' the dips
Why I feel like I'm loosin' weight?
Why I ain't got no money? If I'm movin' weight
My life's based upon, what I'm a do this year
Cop a boat, hop a layer
Now the army suits cute wit my chocolate ears
You ain't gotta stare, go cop a pair
Still the sweet in me, nothing they can do to me
I made sure my mother and girl, is smothered in pearls
When a nigga under the world
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.89] Killa, killa, dipset man
[00:03.57] Aye yo, you know I've been all over the motherfucking world man
[00:06.25] But ain't no place like Harlem man
[00:08.94] Let me break it down man
[00:09.81] We tie dynamite to the rhino type, Whine you might find yo sight
[00:13.55] Sell the information for a dime a white, that China China
[00:16.20] I'm behind the diner, selling marijuana to a minor minor
[00:18.98] Elder fella, lookin' for that shine, I'll shine ya
[00:21.66] My mind designa, you a dime, I dine ya
[00:24.38] Madonna momma, body bottle, your fine, I'm finer
[00:27.04] Time to climb her, climb behind vagina
[00:29.78] Then I hime and grind her, 'til her mom remind her
[00:32.42] Diamonds blind her, visions gone, kiss her palm
[00:36.05] Turn her on, lift her arm, notice that her wrists is wrong
[00:37.87] Gotta get it right ma, we gon' get along
[00:40.51] Said how don't trip, but yo the trick is wrong
[00:43.25] First visit warn, day job tick a tron
[00:46.85] Night time, missed the mom, Bootleg Chris and Don
[00:48.63] Brother Chris and Don, and they sister Calm
[00:52.38] They sell yay, you'll say yay, this shit's the bomb
[00:54.14] I'm a hit my man, tell 'em you my bigga pawn
[00:56.89] The rest, so yes, you'll be blessed to hit the intercom
[01:00.42] You know kisses mom, she gave him wisdom charm
[01:03.14] And they father come from a long list of dons
[01:05.88] And I get it cheaper, I cop bricks like sneakers
[01:08.55] And if the cops come, I just hit amnesia
[01:11.23] But I give you an earful, it's tearful
[01:13.93] Told my mother I hustle, and she said be careful
[01:16.68] Why I feel like I'm loosin' weight?
[01:18.46] Why I ain't got no money? If I'm movin' weight
[01:21.15] My life's based upon, what I'm a do this year
[01:22.97] Cop a boat, hop a layer
[01:24.72] Now the army suit's cute wit my chocolate Airs
[01:28.31] You ain't gotta stare, go cop a pair
[01:30.21] Still the sweet in me, nothing they can do to me
[01:33.84] I made sure my mother and girl, is smothered in pearls
[01:36.56] When a nigga under the world
[01:38.32] Everybody like Cam got the recipe now
[01:41.02] Not them three girls I got to be Destiny's Child
[01:44.63] Specially equities, wreckin' we smile
[01:47.31] In the fear tech the tech and use the tech that we wile
[01:50.07] The tech with the deceptive, receptive affiles
[01:52.72] Hectic, heckle a koch, helicopters on the set of my sales
[01:55.43] Nah, I ain't gon' be imbedded in jail
[01:59.03] Talking to a cellmate in a bed in a jail, dog
[02:00.88] I broke bread with the wheel, fled from some seals
[02:06.25] And the house, I was the head of the hills, shit
[02:07.19] You get a dumb hoe, and get dumb happy
[02:09.04] Go to the gun show, get gun happy
[02:11.70] Stuck, killed, mugged, milt
[02:14.47] Tone flint sticks, bo, Chubs milk
[02:17.18] Poochi, baba, butta got the hardest shells
[02:20.78] We the Midwest gun cartel, nigga
[02:23.40] Yeah, well just clap up ya brains, snatch up ya chains
[02:25.24] See dog, rap is my aim
[02:27.97] But I'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game
[02:30.66] A test of my frame, tapped to my brain, affects that remains
[02:34.26] It wasn't rap, it was crack that got the racks on the range
[02:36.91] Look dog, don't be askin' for dames, see
[02:39.64] Playboy, I don't own that man
[02:43.22] In any way homeboy, you a grown ass man, shit
[02:45.07] And when I rap it ain't no punchlines
[02:47.71] I be on the highway dirty, crunch time
[02:50.55] No timeouts homeboy, just one time
[02:53.28] If they find that stashbox, just one time
[02:55.93] Shit, they'll put the dogs in the trunk
[02:58.69] Side of the road, holdin' you up, cold as a fuck
[03:01.45] They want that button, lunge it and push it
[03:04.16] Soon as they lunge it and push it, I run in the bushes
[03:06.81] That's how I play mine, jump over the grapevine
[03:10.48] Take my chances, one on one with the K9
[03:13.17] Stealin' a clip, for anyone squealin' they lips
[03:15.89] Fuck y'all if y'all ain't feelin' the dips
[03:17.61] Why I feel like I'm loosin' weight?
[03:20.30] Why I ain't got no money? If I'm movin' weight
[03:22.12] My life's based upon, what I'm a do this year
[03:24.89] Cop a boat, hop a layer
[03:26.66] Now the army suits cute wit my chocolate ears
[03:28.42] You ain't gotta stare, go cop a pair
[03:32.03] Still the sweet in me, nothing they can do to me
[03:34.75] I made sure my mother and girl, is smothered in pearls
[03:38.30] When a nigga under the world
[03:40.11]
[00:03.57] Aye yo, you know I've been all over the motherfucking world man
[00:06.25] But ain't no place like Harlem man
[00:08.94] Let me break it down man
[00:09.81] We tie dynamite to the rhino type, Whine you might find yo sight
[00:13.55] Sell the information for a dime a white, that China China
[00:16.20] I'm behind the diner, selling marijuana to a minor minor
[00:18.98] Elder fella, lookin' for that shine, I'll shine ya
[00:21.66] My mind designa, you a dime, I dine ya
[00:24.38] Madonna momma, body bottle, your fine, I'm finer
[00:27.04] Time to climb her, climb behind vagina
[00:29.78] Then I hime and grind her, 'til her mom remind her
[00:32.42] Diamonds blind her, visions gone, kiss her palm
[00:36.05] Turn her on, lift her arm, notice that her wrists is wrong
[00:37.87] Gotta get it right ma, we gon' get along
[00:40.51] Said how don't trip, but yo the trick is wrong
[00:43.25] First visit warn, day job tick a tron
[00:46.85] Night time, missed the mom, Bootleg Chris and Don
[00:48.63] Brother Chris and Don, and they sister Calm
[00:52.38] They sell yay, you'll say yay, this shit's the bomb
[00:54.14] I'm a hit my man, tell 'em you my bigga pawn
[00:56.89] The rest, so yes, you'll be blessed to hit the intercom
[01:00.42] You know kisses mom, she gave him wisdom charm
[01:03.14] And they father come from a long list of dons
[01:05.88] And I get it cheaper, I cop bricks like sneakers
[01:08.55] And if the cops come, I just hit amnesia
[01:11.23] But I give you an earful, it's tearful
[01:13.93] Told my mother I hustle, and she said be careful
[01:16.68] Why I feel like I'm loosin' weight?
[01:18.46] Why I ain't got no money? If I'm movin' weight
[01:21.15] My life's based upon, what I'm a do this year
[01:22.97] Cop a boat, hop a layer
[01:24.72] Now the army suit's cute wit my chocolate Airs
[01:28.31] You ain't gotta stare, go cop a pair
[01:30.21] Still the sweet in me, nothing they can do to me
[01:33.84] I made sure my mother and girl, is smothered in pearls
[01:36.56] When a nigga under the world
[01:38.32] Everybody like Cam got the recipe now
[01:41.02] Not them three girls I got to be Destiny's Child
[01:44.63] Specially equities, wreckin' we smile
[01:47.31] In the fear tech the tech and use the tech that we wile
[01:50.07] The tech with the deceptive, receptive affiles
[01:52.72] Hectic, heckle a koch, helicopters on the set of my sales
[01:55.43] Nah, I ain't gon' be imbedded in jail
[01:59.03] Talking to a cellmate in a bed in a jail, dog
[02:00.88] I broke bread with the wheel, fled from some seals
[02:06.25] And the house, I was the head of the hills, shit
[02:07.19] You get a dumb hoe, and get dumb happy
[02:09.04] Go to the gun show, get gun happy
[02:11.70] Stuck, killed, mugged, milt
[02:14.47] Tone flint sticks, bo, Chubs milk
[02:17.18] Poochi, baba, butta got the hardest shells
[02:20.78] We the Midwest gun cartel, nigga
[02:23.40] Yeah, well just clap up ya brains, snatch up ya chains
[02:25.24] See dog, rap is my aim
[02:27.97] But I'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game
[02:30.66] A test of my frame, tapped to my brain, affects that remains
[02:34.26] It wasn't rap, it was crack that got the racks on the range
[02:36.91] Look dog, don't be askin' for dames, see
[02:39.64] Playboy, I don't own that man
[02:43.22] In any way homeboy, you a grown ass man, shit
[02:45.07] And when I rap it ain't no punchlines
[02:47.71] I be on the highway dirty, crunch time
[02:50.55] No timeouts homeboy, just one time
[02:53.28] If they find that stashbox, just one time
[02:55.93] Shit, they'll put the dogs in the trunk
[02:58.69] Side of the road, holdin' you up, cold as a fuck
[03:01.45] They want that button, lunge it and push it
[03:04.16] Soon as they lunge it and push it, I run in the bushes
[03:06.81] That's how I play mine, jump over the grapevine
[03:10.48] Take my chances, one on one with the K9
[03:13.17] Stealin' a clip, for anyone squealin' they lips
[03:15.89] Fuck y'all if y'all ain't feelin' the dips
[03:17.61] Why I feel like I'm loosin' weight?
[03:20.30] Why I ain't got no money? If I'm movin' weight
[03:22.12] My life's based upon, what I'm a do this year
[03:24.89] Cop a boat, hop a layer
[03:26.66] Now the army suits cute wit my chocolate ears
[03:28.42] You ain't gotta stare, go cop a pair
[03:32.03] Still the sweet in me, nothing they can do to me
[03:34.75] I made sure my mother and girl, is smothered in pearls
[03:38.30] When a nigga under the world
[03:40.11]