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Wassup With The Wassup (Remix) Harlem Nigga wassup with the wassup (Talk about it) Wassup with the wassup (Trey Sav) Talk about it Wassup with the wassup (A-K) 4 in the morning bad bitch bout to pull up I was on some broke shit Bunch of roaches by the mattress On some loc shit way before I started flaggin Yeah, I'm from the nine Talking smoke is automatic A dime for the pinky Eighty for the patek All this double G be on me Got me fuckin' niggas wife Came home without a scar Can give a f*** about 'cha life Free Meek, shit be weak Kids can even want a bike Diamonds get to tone woppin' When I put 'em in the light From waking up in my cell To breaking up, making sales F*** ya' promoters This yola'll break the scale Fresh off the border, neck look imported Baptise that powder, it's fresh out the water Niggas hatin' on me like they getting paid for it I wake up and get a check I mastered this, that's why you slave for it In baltimore county I had like eight warrants Murders in my name This ain't Cam, I think this Mase calling Hello? Wassup with the wassup (I mean hello?) Wassup with the wassup Wassup Wassup with the wassup No sleep, get money ni*** My whole hood up Nigga wassup with the wassup Wassup Wassup with the wassup Wassup Wassup with the wassup 4 in the morning, bad bitch bout to pull up I was fuc*** all these hoes Way before I started trappin Lookin' like a rapper Way before I started rappin' Yeah, I'm from the eight Talk about it, make it happen We can get it poppin' We can get it crackin' All this dsquared on hoes throwin me the box Niggas asking the price, still ain't never cop I done violated cops Give a pass to the opps Lovin' the Glock Still copping diamonds over choppas I'm just harlem world Aka money making Hoes start liking, niggas start hating Try to keep it funky Niggas started faking Grip on deck We can still get it shaking Throwing perc after perc, that's the repill Shawty sleepin on the hooka So we made her pay for the refill I'm still taking her home And if she throw me on the snap Then I'm breakin her phone, come on Wassup with the wassup Wassup with the wassup Wassup Wassup with the wassup No sleep, get money ni*** My whole hood up Nigga wassup with the wassup Wassup Wassup with the wassup Wassup Wassup with the wassup 4 in the morning, bad bitch bout to pull up I'll be walking thru the fire when the smoke clear Tell my niggas open fire, when the cost clear Yeah that block was on fire but I post there Don't stand by that car tire we got coke there F*** a prince ni*** I got king status Stuff two hunnit thousand in the queen mattress All my ice bright, ni*** I done seen darkness My lawyer got pistol cases looking like weed charges I told 'em we them niggas last time I seen Artist Winter time, Tom Brown Louie V scarf it I ain't in it for a friendship Boy I play for keeps I got a problem, I'm in Harlem I hit Ray and East My ni*** Mula pull a grip And that's to say the least I told him we can make a killin Boy this game is sweet You was with us way before the label ni*** I told 'em get a chair and pull up to the table ni*** Wassup with the wassup Wassup with the wassup Wassup Wassup with the wassup No sleep, get money ni*** My whole hood up Nigga wassup with the wassup Wassup Wassup with the wassup Wassup Wassup with the wassup 4 in the morning, bad bitch bout to pull up
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