Dame Grease - Harlem n***as lyrics

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Dame Grease - Harlem n***as lyrics

[Huddy Combs](Loon)[Emoni Montane] Uh-huh Yo (what) yeah (c'mon c'mon, c'mon c'mon) Harlem World, All Out n***a Vacant Lot [get money again, Vacant Lot get money again] Huddy Six Whut, whut, whut, whut Uh-huh [Just bounce everybody bounce c'mon, Bounce verybody bounce c'mon] (Whut, whut whut) Whut Huddy Six n***a All Out (Uh-huh) Whut, uh, uh [Huddy Combs] Yo yo Yo Loon This n***as mad but we back again Huddy Six, Harlem World getting' stacks again Areans we back again Go ask your friends Hataz wanna see the kids sellin' cracks again [Loon] Yo Hud We 'bout dough but that's irrelevant Got chicks that love me enough to go celibat You cats yellin' it But you ain't tellin' it You think you sellin' it But you ain't sellin' sh** [Huddy Combs] Aha yo What the f** they know about the PJ's [Loon] What the f** they know about the PJ's I'm doin' 100 on a freeway [Huddy Combs] n***a I've been copin' d** And poppin' s*uts Lil'Huddy getting' money since the cottonclub Popin' up and new things Hollow blue rings All Out son that's how we do thangs(yo) [Chorus - Emoni Montane (2X)] To my Harlem n***as that push the dope rise And my Harlem b**hes that miss the go bys And my Harlem n***as that lived the coke life And my harlem n***as survived the dope life [Loon] See, you I wanna start me frontin' like RP Comin' down seven in a purple ferrari Gun proof, throwin' money out the sunroof Gunn in my 'lac n***a act, I lacked, one lose [Huddy Combs] Yo what they know about street money My n***as die for dough Getting cake was a while ago One of the wildest hoe But Six keep the foulest hoes Slip a mickey in your drink n***a, down & go [Loon] That's why you all out for me And I'm all out for you You're all about the dough, and I'm all about my crew Cause I'm that type that fight, I'm fall out for you Spend money all night, and ball out with you (yo, yo) [Huddy Combs] Uptown, dust money n***as makin' it hot Dice game Huddy Six in gamblin' the spot Handlin ? Keep gunhands in my Glock Give a f** about ya'll n***as is family or not [Loon] Cause yo Ya'll n***as know who the man on the block Spend a hundred grand on my watch Just standin' & spot Holdin' 'em chips Young n***as throwin' 'em bricks My click holdin' it down, n***as holdin' their dick Chorus 2x Emoni: Vacant Lot get money again Vacant Lot get money again Bounce everybody bounce c'mon Bounce everybody bounce c'mon Vacant Lot get money again Vacant Lot get money again Bounce everybody bounce c'mon Bounce everybody bounce c'mon