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Jim Jones - So Harlem
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(feat. Max B)
[jim Jones]
Free Bail Posters, Tail Lights On The Roadster (ferraris)
Live Life Vulgar, The Fbi Posters (f__k The Feds)
The Fast Cars Pack Guns No Holsters (fully Loaded)
We Act Dumb Don't Approach Us (watch Yourself)
We Hit The Spot & Stand On Club Sofas (ballin)
So Get The Club Owners (where He At)
Cause We The Boss Type Knicks Game Court Side
Big Chain Sporty Ride
G4 The Lord Of Skies (flyin)
And Courts In Session So You All Could Rise (stand Up)
Then Pay Homage To The Board That Lies
So Many Niggaz On My Corner Died
A Marijuana How I Mourn You Guys (i Mourn You)
And Nevermind That
My Cash Better Find That (bring My Cash)
We Do The Mask Work
Kick Doors Cash Search (i Know You Here Me)
Now Where The Paper At, Man Where The Yayo At (it Get Ugly)
You Make Me Wait The Gat Where Your Baby Layin At (f__k Your Kid)
Cause It's A Cold World, (yup) After World
Emblem On The Car It's No Horn On The Capricorn
[chorus: Max B]
Everybody Talkin Bout This Byrd Gang Money & This Shit Is Gettin Funny To Meeee
Jump Nigga Think You A Frog And I'ma Hit You With One In Your Knee
We Switch Up The Cars, We Switch Up The Broads
Got The Bitches Sayin Oh My Darling
We f__ks With The Stars, It's Us Against Y'all
Bucks At The Bar We Oh So Harlem
[jim Jones]
A Desperado, (jones) Rich Like I Struck The Lotto (ballin)
Trained To Fight Like Cus D'amato
I Paint The Night In Them Custom Models (galotti's)
Racin In The Street Duckin Potholes (speedin)
Who Gives A f__k Is The Motto (f__k Em)
The New Sneakers, Blackberry's New Beepers (text Mail)
And No Tops On The 2 Seaters (no Tops)
It's Summertime Give Me Coupe Fever (i'm Hot)
It's Four Inches For My Shoe Divas (chris)
You Gon Get It Cause My Crew G'd Up
We Take Chances, (yup) Flip Label Advances (get It)
3 Day Stays At Atlantis (ballin)
Make Way For The Gangsters (byrd Gang)
A 1000 Deaths To The Cowards (f__k Em)
You Let Him Die No Flowers (f__k 'em Twice)
I Use To Drive 4 Hours, (right)
Switch With My Man Had A Supply Worth Of Powder (i Gotta Get It)
You Chumps Want The Power
But When It Rain Man You Can't Duck The Showers (nope)
It's Byrd Gang And You Don't Wanna f__k With Ours (let's Do It)
[chorus]
[jim Jones]
I Got No Manners, (kiss Ass) Ignorant With Choppy Grammar (ebonics)
Where We Livin At The Cops Can't Stand Us (f__k Squally)
And Belligerent & Packin Hammers (loaded)
And My Constituents A Act Bananas (monkey Business)
Cause They Get Hungry From Gorilla Tal close That Curtain)
We Laugh And We Joke, We Drink And I Pass You The Smoke
Smack Your Ass When You Walk, When f__kin I Grab And You Joke
(have Sex At Night) As We Lay And We Chill
Your Crib, Nice Apartment, Who's Payin The Bills
This Type Of Shit'll Get You Sprayed And You Killed
(that's That Harlem Shit) Like {?} Shot In "paid In Full"
This Is Not A Movie Script, Some Of My Truest Shit
Selfish Premonition, Out Of Sight I'm Out Of Mind
When This Nigga Gone And Missin (play The Rules)
Wishin She Mine, I'm Knowin That She'll Never Be (never Be)
This'll Be Fine, The Closest That I'll Ever Be (ever Be)
I See A Chick And She Mine, New Goldie Of The Ghetto B
Niggaz Beepin My Phone To Ask Me Did I Get Her Yet
[chorus - To Fade]
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