Huddy Combs bring it home we don't stop

Jimmy Jones all alone we don't stop


Loon crime fam' we don't stop


Meeno NRB we don't stop

To my man Blinky Blink we don't stop


My sis Baby Stase she don't stop


Killer Cam' Cardan they the fam'

One two we don't stop


I know you thinkin' how many ^!$$%'s he got?


Or what how many ^!$$%'s is hot?

Yo yeah you a fake wanna be rich ^!$$%, (*##$ sticker


You know, that get on the stand and snitch stinker


So when Cardie read the press, I dream of success

I want cream to invest plus a Beam' and a Lex'


So I sold bags of Dutch, the cash and plus


My dad's a lush, so all we really had was us, what?

Wit me? it started like this, sip a six, get some chips


And about a half a brick


Now the whole team's in the mix facin' a three-to-six

'Cause they got the DA believin' this %#@!


So we handcuffed in back of the bus for some dust


Life in Harlem World shouldn't be so tough

It's hot at home, mamma's got a block on the phone


Couldn't call my man Pete so I called Huddy Comb


Yo, Meeno

Yo, Hud


On the low, here's the verdict


A ^!$$% tried to front on me, pard', I wanna murder

I want the ^!$$% jaw broken, chest peeled wide open


Tell Blink get on the next thing smokin'


%#@!, I recognize that whip

Didn't he do a drive by on the strip?


Got caught, couldn't do five so he snitched?


What type of guy's this? Look in his eyes

He's a (*##$


Mase, remember when we had his ride in the mix?


His girl start to cry, he took the side of his chick

Like we some ^!$$%'s that lie on our hits


Who you forget when you was suckin' and $#&@in'

Now the war's on, we buckin' and duckin black


Mase pulled his truck in back

Blood rushin', spark the hydro, jumped inside the tie ho

Mase drive slow, and they go five o


Look out the window be sure we wasn't followed

No observers, whew! I just got away wit' murder


Yo, you ain't got to front for me, my gun pop too

^!$$% pop me? ^!$$% pop you

Yo, don't shorty right there look familiar?


Matter of fact, while back used to deal wit' her

You wouldn't believe all the things that honey did

Yo, that's the same one throw the money out the crib


I liked it lot better when she came from Venezuela

But she spent too much cheddar so yo, I had to hit her

But yo, I know her friend Charise


She mad bad from Baghdad

Carry lotta money in Glad bag

She doin' runs for Willie Gum

Used to think that (*##$ was slick


But found out she was really dumb

She really from Philly's hunt of be more

'Bout to blow her spot like C-4


Never see me poor

So why this (*##$ $#&@in' wit' me for

Knowin' that my life is up and down like see-saw

For days you argue and go through the phase


You blaze, you throw shade, now she hate yo' ways

No feelings, that's while the hoes you stealin'

Creepin', sneakin' in your pocket while you sleepin'


Freakin' off on the Major Degan

Wit' your new Rican every single week and it's sentimental

Understand what you been through

You $#&@ a friend, she don't hold it against you

Yeah, ^!$$%, what ^!$$%, touch ^!$$%, $#&@ ^!$$%

What chu want ^!$$%? What chu want, what chu got?

Uh, what chu need? What chu got? Uh, what chu shoot?

What chu got? What?

Harlem World we don't stop

Mother $#&@er, put your deal on it

Mother $#&@er, put a mil' on it

Put yo' $#&@in' ice grill on it

Put a mother $#&@in' mil' on it

^!$$%s can't $#&@ wit' my clique

Who wanna put the money up?

I hear alot a ^!$$%s talkin'

But who wanna put they deal on it?

I hear alot a ^!$$%s talkin'

But who wanna put a mil on it?

Y'all ^!$$%s ain't sayin' %#@!

Yo' Blink, back the Benz up

Get from 'round me, ^!$$%