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Yo Anybody from Harlem should know what I'm talkin about when I say No Music Yall thought is was a game Holla [Hook] No music No music No music No music [Lil Mama] Who you know spit it hard to a hand clap She ain't whack, so I tell a corny nigga hear that To my record label, while I get my hair wrapped Then I let it fall under my New York Yankee cap Anybody that know betta, that got chedda, bet go getta Cuz' yall already know I'm where it's at And if I'm rollin, I'm ridin I got my homies beside me I tell Ben drop me off He like where its at I get it poppin, I'm droppin You know I don't play You know my swagga's official from what my flow say And any club, if it's poppin My record gon' play Rest in peace to Haze and Lil Zay Zay L.I.L and the M gon' carry me 16 spit it mean in a kerosene 37 Willix Ave. where you find between 7th Ave. is the block where you find me [Hook] No music No music No music No music [Lil Mama] Harlem Ha |