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Harlem Streets

アーティスト:Cam'ron  アルバム:Purple Haze  作詞:CALDWELL T/GILES CAMERON/CAM RON/POST MIKE  作曲:CALDWELL T/GILES CAMERON/CAM RON/POST MIKE 

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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 [Verse 1] 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, Ill 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 cris and don Brother Chris and Don, and they sister calm They sell yay, you'll say yay, this shits the bomb Ima hit my man, tellem 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 lista 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 [Chorus] Why I feel like I'm loosin weight? Why I ain't got no money? If I'm movin weight My lifes based upon, what Imma do this year Cop a boat, Hop a layer Now the army suits 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


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