Harlem World — текст песни (Mase f Eightball and MJG)

[MJG]
No one expected the unexpected (uh uh)
Nawumsaying?
Something real, something you could feel (that`s right)
Straight from the Suave House (Bad Boy)
Representing (no doubt)
Put a little soul in here
And we don`t stop

[Eightball]
No one has to ask who be actin` bad
Eightball and MJ pimpin` G be all up in that ass
From Memphis Tenn, around the world and than back again
Make non-rappin` weak MC`s go home practicing
I flip a Benz, will Lorenzo play and plenty Benjamins
Low key, plenty ends makes plenty friends
Baby, I got all the herbs that I need to chief
Smoke up a pound and leave you bitch niggas in disbelief
Inhale the smoke and every word I wrote came out dope
Not like that crack, I being lyrical dope above tracks
Not sayin` I won`t pull the Rueger and put hollow to ya
Have yo mama on her knees screamin` Hallelujeh
Lay it down playa, Suave House, Bad Boy, Fat Boy
And her friends the Rat-A-Tat boy
Matter of fact boy, this is not a act boy
The player way, keep the player makin` stacks boy

[MJG]
1 - Everything that I do be all about the loot
I been kickin` up dust in my Polo boots
Gettin` blowed on the droll, takin` smoke up my nose
I give the world to a woman, but I don`t love hoes
I`m a player, baby and don`t you forget
You need to get with it, let me hit it and split it
In the bed, on the floor, hot tub, everyday
The player way, the player way

[Mase]
Now on, on, break o` dawn, can`t stop, I`m too hot
Look shit, my niggas rock, hype man be in the drop
Me no care if the B`s be tinted, you won`t see me in it
`Less there`s TV`s in it
I can tell by the way you talk and the way you chit-chat
You foul and if you had styles you wouldn`t get back
You thinkin` you invincible, you ain`t hard to get at
I know everywhere you go, everywhere you live at
I be wanna click-clack and you be ready to get back
I be ready to go to war, you ain`t gon` be with that
You be the same cat that I run up on and spit at
Bleedin` all crazy and don`t know where you hit at
I`m dead up, niggas doin` drama better shut up, I`m fed up
Know for my Roley I was set up
I can`t let up, you in some shit that don`t concern you
Send a bullet through your thermal, you know crazy

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[Eightball]
I`ve been waiting 20 minutes baby
Now drop yo drawers
And do something outstandin` with yo jaws
After all this waitin` I can see clean through yo forehead
You mo` said than done, give mo` head than some
Throw my jacket down in the puddle, hell no
If you don`t know a pimp, somebody besta tell y`all
Yeah the women say it`s good to have a confidant
But yet and still they give it up to pimps, once a month
See a lot of these pimp lovers, they took they K-man
Front like they real and hold a fake in
You wastin` the time
Serious ballas and ready hoes, got da women walkin`
Dibs on da strip with steady toes
As I pull up, cranking is thinking the bigger fat, natural expertise
Plenty money workin` for G and whoever next to me
And I ain`t gonna rest till we made a statement
I`m straight up you want it down? It`s time for a replacement

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