Текст песни McGruff - Harlem Kidz Get Biz
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[McGruff]I`m from the east coast, I don`t care, snatch police coatsLeave the beast roast, Gruff disturb the peace in me, ghostWalk wit notes, plus I`m known for puttin forks in throatsArmed robbery, strong-arm, dope fiend yolksNo joke, the burner, that`ll total leave you unwokeHeartless, body niggas, roll a blunt or smokeSpaced out loke, sherm head, my eyes turn redOne time I came in off my high level, and guys was deadHold my own, from my Harlem home to Riker`sUp state and down state, wit them hillbilly crackersThey got the average black man labeled as a savageBefore that cabbage, he turn to pick a bad habit[Chorus 2X]Word to miz, my frontin Harlem Kidz get bizReady to set it, and we don`t really care you is[McGruff]Let me tell ya, how I live, I put paraphernaliaWait, Herb McGruff ain`t got vowels to show yaKingpin stay sharp, supreme thinkinGettin money out my ass, who think my cream sinkinHeroine don, yeah, private jet airborneMe and my niggas countin figgas wit that fresh gear onSip Crystal, skip the Mo`, don`t like Fidel CastroSportin diamond rings, like Don King wit that wild afroIt`s time no, knowhatimean? Harlem bout to blowNo fake jacks, get the green, go all out for doughWhere I`m from son, snitches be dialin 911But those the one you find in the alley filled wit 9 dum-dums[Chorus 2X][McGruff]Aiyo, my town`s real, it ain`t no fairy tale hereHomicide Harlem, blaow, what`s the problem?We rob `em, take all the jewels and the lucciCowards that grave, hit the fools wit the uziI lived this, handle all my business, leave no witnessGod bless the guy who test the fine dressTo die F to BS, rock the cock this leg GSGruff be hittin virg, the skin, couldn`t be sex the stretchHold my own, I`m own as the black Al CaponeDangerzone, we pack chrome and wack out your domeI want three nine, and Linic is where you will find this menacePuffin la, sippin Harvey`s Bristol, wine and Guinness[Chorus 4X]