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lirik lagu max b – up in harlem

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(intro)
jim jones: what?
yeah that was me
sh-t.. that’s my gang
now we balling on you n-ggas
harlem stand up
different strokes n-gga
rags to riches on you n-ggas
what you say sucka?
you know where we from n-gga?
we from that harlem place man
this where all the swag come from

[verse 1: jim jones]
dope lines, fiends sniffing c0ke lines
crack sales, trying to avoid a packed jail
a major hustle, knowing that the jakes’ll cuff you
life’s a b-tch, and ain’t no way to make her love you
abandoned buildings, shoot-ups and the random k!llings
if you hoop, well you might got a break
i was enticed by the coupes, loving them [?]
all night on the stoop, you see my life is like a race?
f-cked up ain’t it? yeah i had a big w-lly dream
tying to get a mill moving krill’s to the fiends
in front the building you can hear the sireens
getting warm in the lobby chilly chilly, nah mean?
but i got caught up in my tracks, i got caught up on the trap
well i’m back motherf-cker in something sporty and black
i did two shows and i bought it off racks.. c-cksucker..

[hook]

[verse 2: max b]
this for my little n-ggas, that ride for the ends
to my n-ggas that getting money driving a benz
i was live on the streets, i’d die for my men
if get started from the beginning i’m riding again
i be always in the hood sending b-tches to heaven
if you come to harlem you can find me on [??]
i don’t just play on the airs i live on the [?]
k!ll a n-gga over my money but never a b-tch
i double back, see [?????]
we double plaq, [??] chinchilla in the jeep
it’s byrdgang, biggaveli baby we the street’s
you a little indian boy, baby we the chiefs
my momma gave me the grief had her getting high
welfare first of the month barely getting by
pot of milk, sugar & water rarely getting by

[hook]


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