Cash BFD X C Nellz - Harlem Nights Intro

I started off like what's popping now
Not French so ill never put that choppa down
They say they got goons but how that sound
Cause we know yall niggas pussy
When they not around
Last rappers that came through they not around
Over that Rucker beef Jim jones and shabba down
Sav shot in the neck by either Glock or pound
D's at his hospital bed he made not a sound
Im from that block where they pump dimes
My niggas go hard when its crunch time
Before they make a sale its what you want slime
Potato all over the trey like its lunch time
Yea yams of butter im bout to fix fire
Crap tables in the spot make the risk higher
Harlem nights with the sugar call me Rich Pryor
Now a days aint got to rap to be a 6 driver
What you know about making blood shed
My lil niggas banging like spud Webb
You might lose a arm if I dump lead
Big guns like them niggas had in judge dredd
Where you been at Nellz
Nigga I been low hundos or numbers
Im losing grip po 10 stacks on 10 4 what they hit for
Why you wildin Nellz its only the intro

Written by:
Curtis Little

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