Harlem Where Its At ft. Blinky Blink & Dj Rob E Rob Lyrics

And my man Cash wants y'all niggas to know that Harlem is where it is, nigga

Harlem is where it's at, nigga, you don't really know

We got my man Blinky Blink on this shit

Yo, Blinky, what's good, B

I don't think they ready for this one

It's a Harlem thing, man

Let's do it

I'm getting major cake cause I'm on a paper chase

While your money lower than the eyes on an Asian face

You put your money on who

Let's raise the stakes, eat em before dinner

So I hope the nigga said his grace

Yeah, I don't really got no time for ya

You don't want no drama, bruh, the llama will Osama ya

My flow is off the monitor, too hot for a thermometer

I rip it every time the beat drop like Monica

I son rappers I'm the father of this

Got em wondering how much for the charm and the wrist

They tryna get their name on, but they not on the list

Man, Viagra couldn't get your bars harder than this

It's Cash, and I'm nice as hell

And the way that I spit, it make niggas think

I used to ghost write for L

And nah, you can't solve this problem

Don't ask where I'm from, cause the kid from Harlem

Nigga they make it seem like they using a knife

These niggas bitch, be the same ones abusing they wife

But we ain't never gon' see them dudes in a fight

They talkin' guns when the only thing they shootin' is dice

If homie try to get bold and talk shit to Cash

I bet he get slapped quicker than a stripper ass

So keep the heat over your waist

Cause what I got will leave a sheet over your face

Yo, I don't care where you from, Harlem, where its at

Home of the hustlers and nigga that's a fact

So if you front on us, then motha fucka, that's a rap

So if you from the world, then you need to holla back

Cause I don't care where you from, Harlem, where its at

Home of the hustlers and nigga that's a fact

So if you front on us, then motha fucka, that's a rap

So if you from the world, then you need to holla back

First and foremost, Harlem is the hometown

I say it loud, I say it proud, I won't tone down

On my own man now, cause I'm grown now

I think y'all dudes need to low down

As a kid, I seen crack deals and homicides

Seen a kid get his cap peeled in mama's fried

Had his last meal thinking that the drama died

You see that's where the problem lies

Harlem pride get niggas fucked up for something stupid

Niggas acting ruthless, well niggas got to prove it

It's beyond music, go check my background

You might have heard in the past I was a class clown

But I'm a beast and I fight till the last round

It's so easy to track down, it ain't make believe

I got the wavy C's, a pair of ACGs

I'm the reason your lady leaves, dude

Is ferocious, atrocious, so don't approach this

I pop you and who's ever closest

I got my mind on my money, man I'm so focused

So I think it's about time to take notice

When the crime's done, nigga we the culprits

Same DNA, mixed with E and J

Made a G a day, and that's just the minimum

And if real recognize real, well nigga we identical

Yo, I don't care where you from, Harlem, where its at

Home of the hustlers and nigga that's a fact

So if you front on us, then motha fucka, that's a rap

So if you from the world, then you need to holla back

Cause I don't care where you from, Harlem, where its at

Home of the hustlers and nigga that's a fact

So if you front on us, then motha fucka, that's a rap

So if you from the world, then you need to holla back