[00:00.00] 作曲 : Bigga, Brown[00:00.01][00:00.78]Yeah, uh[00:03.85]Yeah, real east coast n1ggas[00:07.90]Cap peelers, NFL; Children of the Corn[00:12.32]Right now it's on[00:15.23]Yeah, umm[00:16.60]I'm from the east coast, I don't care, snatch p0lice toast[00:19.64]Leave the beast roast, Gruff disturb the peace and be ghost[00:22.51]Walk wit notes, plus I'm known for puttin forks in throats[00:25.58]Armed robbery, strong-arm, **** fiend yolks[00:28.58]No joke, the burner, that I tote'll leave you un-awoke[00:31.38]Heartless, body n1ggas, roll a blunt of smoke[00:34.25]Spaced out loke, sherm-head, my eyes turn red[00:36.95]One time I came in off my high, eleven guys was dead[00:39.86]Hold my own, from my Harlem home to Rikers[00:42.71]Up state and down state, wit them hillbilly crackers[00:45.86]They got the average black man labeled as a savage[00:48.67]But for that cabbage, you tend to pick up bad habits[00:51.41]Word to miz, no frontin, Harlem Kidz get biz[00:54.15]Ready to set it, and we don't really care you is[00:57.12]Word to miz, no frontin, Harlem Kidz get biz[01:00.04]Ready to set it, and we don't really care you is[01:02.98]Let me tell ya, how I live, I pump paraphernalia weight[01:06.94]Herb McGruff ain't got vowels/vials to sell ya[01:09.09]Kingpin stay sharp, supreme thinking[01:11.70]Gettin money out my ass, who think my cream sinkin?[01:14.52]Her-on don, yeah, private jet airborne[01:17.64]Me and my n1ggas countin figgas wit that fresh gear on[01:20.13]Sip Crystal, skip the Mo', don't like Fidel Castro[01:23.08]Sportin diamond rings, like Don King wit that wild afro[01:26.06]It's time now, knowhatimean? Harlem bout to blow[01:28.93]No fake jacks, get the green, go all out for dough[01:31.88]Where I'm from son, snitches be dialin 911[01:34.67]But those the ones you find in the alley filled wit 9 dum-dums[01:37.41]Word to miz, no frontin, Harlem Kidz get biz[01:40.48]Ready to set it, and we don't really care you is[01:43.26]Word to miz, no frontin, Harlem Kidz get biz[01:46.27]Ready to set it, and we don't really care you is[01:49.13]Aiyo, my town's real, it ain't no fairy tale here[01:52.09]Homicide Harlem, blaow, what's the problem?[01:55.20]We rob 'em, take all the jewels and the lucci[01:58.01]Cowards act brave, hit the fools wit the uzi[02:00.93]I've lived dis, handle all my business, leave no witness[02:03.86]God bless the guy who testify; dress to die[02:06.62]F to BS, 'bout to cop this Lex GS[02:09.38]Gruff be hittin virgin skins, cause the sex be fresh[02:12.18]Hold my own, I'm own as the black Al Capone[02:15.08]Dangerzone, we pack chrome and wack out your dome[02:18.04]On 139 and Lennox is where you will find this menace[02:20.94]Puffin lye, sippin Harvey's Bristol, wine and Guinness n1gga[02:23.98]Word to miz, no frontin, Harlem Kidz get biz[02:26.71]Ready to set it, and we don't really care you is[02:29.61]Word to miz, no frontin, Harlem Kidz get biz[02:32.53]Ready to set it, and we don't really care you is[02:35.35]Word to miz, no frontin, Harlem Kidz get biz[02:38.32]Ready to set it, and we don't really care you is[02:41.07]Word to miz, no frontin, Harlem Kidz get biz[02:44.04]Ready to set it, and we don't really care you is