Harlem Universal

[Intro: Big L & McGruff]

Check it out, now (Uh-huh)

Big L, Corleone (No doubt)

Flamboyant Entertainment (Uh-huh)

One love to my big brother, Big Lee (No doubt)

Holdin' it down from the inside right now

When you come home, it's on (Watch this)

Herb McGruff (Yo)

Universal

Harlem World shit, yeah (No doubt)

139 and Lenox shit, uh (Y'all know how we do)

Danger Zone, shit

[Verse 1: Big L]

I be twistin' bitches a lot, have 'em sit on this cock

I wasn't prepared for this, I wrote my shit on the spot

I'll be droppin' like early August, late July

With tracks that'll make you cry, hate, you die

Stop frontin', you got no dough, might've had, but not no mo'

You mad 'cause I knocked your ho

While cops watch me, I got cats who watch po-po

My block loco, don't need a crew, I rock solo

Or with my nigga Gruff, thеse faggot niggas ain't rich as us

I need chicks to lust, smoke my weed mixed with dust

Go 'hеad and let your crew soup you up

And the ambulance gon' have to come to scoop you up

Fuck what my last sold, my new shit is goin' past gold

And if you don't agree, you's a asshole

Mark my word, you gon' make me pump the bird

And spark this herb 'til homicide chomp the curb

You heard? I never hesitate to buck my gun

Harlem World, y'all know where the fuck I'm from (Danger Zone)

[Verse 2: McGruff]

The game of life got ups and downs, downs and ups (Uh-huh)

Kingpin cats lose their crowns to cuffs (Yeah)

Drunk and murdered, some get shot (Baow)

Sold it all, nigga, heroin, cocaine, pot (Uh-huh), it don't stop

Rise to the top, niggas start despising my props (Uh-huh)

Yeah, I rap, but still got them pies on the block (Yeah)

Bitches lookin' at the size of my rocks, size of my knots

Keep a stash box, ride with them Glocks

It's a stick-up, all y'all niggas crash the pavement

Pass your change, pass your Rollies, pass your bracelets

Feel them hollow laced tips, spray clips

At them punks that be runnin' their lips

Now gun to their bitch, gun to them

Screws off, don't miss none of them, screw po-po, right in front of them

Double M, goddamn, niggas shouldn't have fucked with him

Y'all niggas sufferin', I'm thug hustlin'

Rushin' in, in coke spots, no tusslin'

Yeah, it's us again, stuck you before

Tied your monkey ass up, took the bucks and the raw

[Outro: McGruff]

You heard?

I remember when we did this joint, know what I'm sayin'?

Quad Studios, me and my nigga Big L, know what I'm sayin'?

I miss my nigga Big L, rest in peace, my brother, real talk

Corleone, top five dead or alive

Matter of fact, top three, nigga

Fuck that, top three, nigga

Big L, Corleone

Danger Zone shit