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Harlem Kidz Get Biz Lyrics - Singles - Mcgruff

[mcgruff] 

I'm from the east coast, I don't care, snatch police coats 

Leave the beast roast, gruff disturb the peace in me, ghost 

Walk wit notes, plus I'm known for puttin forks in throats 

Armed robbery, strong-arm, dope fiend yolks 

No joke, the burner, that'll total leave you unwoke 

Heartless, body niggas, roll a blunt or smoke 

Spaced out loke, sherm head, my eyes turn red 

One time I came in off my high level, and guys was dead 

Hold my own, from my harlem home to riker's 

Up state and down state, wit them hillbilly crackers 

They got the average black man labeled as a savage 

Before that cabbage, he turn to pick a bad habit 

 

[chorus 2x] 

Word to miz, my frontin harlem kidz get biz 

Ready to set it, and we don't really care you is 

 

[mcgruff] 

Let me tell ya, how I live, I put paraphernalia 

Wait, herb mcgruff ain't got vowels to show ya 

Kingpin stay sharp, supreme thinkin 

Gettin money out my ass, who think my cream sinkin 

Heroine don, yeah, private jet airborne 

Me and my niggas countin figgas wit that fresh gear on 

Sip crystal, skip the mo', don't like fidel castro 

Sportin diamond rings, like don king wit that wild afro 

It's time no, knowhatimean? harlem bout to blow 

No fake jacks, get the green, go all out for dough 

Where I'm from son, snitches be dialin 911 

But 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 here 

Homicide harlem, blaow, what's the problem? 

We rob 'em, take all the jewels and the lucci 

Cowards that grave, hit the fools wit the uzi 

I lived this, handle all my business, leave no witness 

God bless the guy who test the fine dress 

To die f to bs, rock the cock this leg gs 

Gruff be hittin virg, the skin, couldn't be sex the stretch 

Hold my own, I'm own as the black al capone 

Dangerzone, we pack chrome and wack out your dome 

I want three nine, and linic is where you will find this menace 

Puffin la, sippin harvey's bristol, wine and guinness 

 

[chorus 4x]