Straight Harlem Cam'ron (Ft. Jim Jones & Shoota93)

[Hook: Cam'ron & Big L]
(I'm straight, Harlem World, Harlem World, Ha-Ha-Harlem World)
(I'm straight, Harlem World, Harlem World, Ha-Ha-Harlem World)
You know that if you don't know nothing else, nigga
(I'm straight, Harlem World, Harlem World, Ha-Ha-Harlem World)
I can't wait for my block to get it together, man
(I'm straight, I'm straight, I'm straight)
Story so fucking crazy, man
Wish the big homies would come together, man
Tell their story, man
I'll tell you a taste of what I know though

[Verse 1: Cam'ron]
I, I-I had to beg the big homie Reg not to rob Steph Marbury (Never told you, Steph)
This the same year that he got drafted
I said, "That's my man"
He say, "He got that Rollie on and that's my shit
Tell him to leave or I'ma start snatching" (Crazy)
"You got it, OG, I don't want no problems big or small" (None at all)
I knew they was wilding when niggas robbed Biggie Smalls
These niggas cray-cray, I got to get away-way
Until then, I'ma spray anything moving if it's mayday (Facts)
Toughest in my hood, nah, but I am not for play-play (Nope)
On the East side, my niggas had hand grenades and AK's (Tough mob)
Plus nobody love me more, more than my nigga AJ (True)
And be in Grand projects anytime I'm on vacay (What up, Deebo)
I still will get masked up with the MAC tucked
Yeah, I'm back up with no backup
This cap bust, it's like getting hit by Mack trucks (Bow)
Slow money's for show money, but Harlem 'bout that fast buck
Pre-gentrified, only white I seen was bagged up, truth