Harlem World - All Out Lyrics

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Slash Murphy slash four turn delirious

Slash Cardan slash take my stuff seriously

What?

Huddy Combs

I'm getting bigger dough spotin minks and figaro's

All my misses know Huddy Comb the jigalo

I can get a ho play a game like Piccolo

I done did it yo than any cat didn't ya know?

So what you wanna do my whole team comin thru

Runnin thru any crew I gave money to

But really though

Y'all cats that know don't really know

Harlem World gon be the clique that spit that willy flow

All them rings and things you sing about bring em out

I did things that your team won't dream about

Scheme about but don't really know a thing about

But for the dough I blow any spot you slingin out

Blinky Blink

You wanna go to war what you cock sucker

I pulled out now I got to bust ya

And your men from your block told me not to trust ya

I did movies to groupies to blockbusters

For all you girls out there I'm not ya lover

You look good that's why I got to touch ya

After that I won't even stop to hug ya

Honey got pissed off and got her brother

But word to mother I break that cat into

Cause people don't know all the things I been thru

Still a fugitive like Chris and Kim woo

Yep the cops disrespect me

But if you want me come and get me

Turn myself in nah you got to catch me

Do I got a gun you betta check me

Cause I ain't goin in alive you got to wet me

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Loon

Yo ya eyes been revealin ya past

Sad but you feelin my wrath

You mad cuz I'm dealin wit cash

And a Don P cylinder glass

Try to harm me I'm killin your ass

Straight up and down for another half mill in a stash

I'm appearful willin to blast

I'm still in the bath

Loungin chillin wit ass

They done found you killed in the trash

Case is close I'm orderin a case of mo

At the shark bar wit Haitian hoes

Mase

Aight Hud aight Hud

Loon

Y'all case is closed layin the cut like band-aids

Air runnin out ya mouth while you and ya man slayed

Mase

Yo Mase hop out the blue Lex wit about two teks

Spit fourteen got about two left

If one vest is thin you rock two vest

Triple platinum and only in the U.S

I'm from Harlem World slash All Out dot com

My con if you could pop Cris then why pop Don

Any cat actin ra-ra bet he dacon

Wanna see a hundred gran

You look at my arm

You think I wanna take this to far in my rugar

Put a hollow bullet to far

Have cats at ya wake scream bout how they knew ya

And ya body in a salt lake out in Utah

So you are feel good leave the country

And I know where you are

Spain baggage claim and you yellin bon swa

You think I'm comfy

Think murder one go humphrey

Think I'm seven five make to hundred gran monthly

Wanna lump me

Walk in clubs they bump me

Wanna tell they dumb chickens how they jump me

They can't wait to see the paramedics come to pump me

Why they OT I'm mostly out the country

ALL OUT

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