Meaning Of Family Lyrics - Singles - Harlem World

Uh, the world is back, world war ii 

Harlem world be the clique 

Any nigga don't like it, he's a dick, nigga 

Shit we 'bout to do is the illest shit ever seen 

This what family mean, nigga 

I'm only tryin' to get my dough right 

Still I'm labeled as a lowlife 

Because I ass-bet when I roll dice 

Put my dick up in yo' wife, raw dog 

Now we got a son on the way 

The call yours, I ignore laws 

Break rules, break tombs, take jewels, make moves 

We don't get along wit' them fake dudes 

Drivin' me bizerk on beats I burst 

Only thug you know to bring the heat to church (all out) 

The streets is cursed, I'm eatin' first 

Had these hoes like "he's the worst" 

My peeps is thirst', release the curse or get smacked 

Better run and get your man even though he don't react 

When the gun is in his hand 

Better have a team we gon' bit through 

Mad crews even got your moms screamin' 

"Them dudes is bad news" 

And if you touched us 

It can't happen 

His hands is the only thing your man's clappin' 

Don't understand rappin' 

Wanna flow I call it foolishness 

You know how many tunes I grip? 

To pay dues and shit 

Check the rules of this, we bruise your clique 

Since your girl can't refuse the dick 

You abuse the bitch, could loose your chips 

And who you wit'? all out 

Ghetto crucifix, we o.t. movin' bricks 

What, what, what all out, all out 

All out, all out, all out 

Family if we blow? we blowin' together 

And if we gotta go? we goin' together 

And if we get dough? we get it together 

And messin' wit' all out? you cats know better 

Now family if we blow, we blowin' together 

And if we gotta go, we goin' together 

And if we get dough, we get it together 

And fuckin' wit' all out, you cats know better 

Yo, how can I trust you when I don't even trust myself 

Sometimes I wanna get guns and bust myself 

Put a knife on my wrist and cut myself 

No wife, no bitch, I'll nut myself 

My lust for wealth makes me say fuck my health 

So when I die, respect me when I'm gone 

But while I'm alive, correct me when I'm wrong 

My life, I'm projecting in my songs 

But let me move on 

Half this side of guards ran wit' cardan 

Thinkin' I'm a God soon gotta sweep that la loon 

Harlem world baby, say that name forever 

Game cheddar as long as we stay together 

Range your bet on, nigga act up, aim your berrettas 

'Cause for that money son, i'mma slam whoever, out whatever 

You try to stop our reign of terror 

You're guarenteed to fall out 

Fuckin' wit' all out 

Family if we blow? we blowin' together 

And if we gotta go? we goin' together 

And if we get dough? we get it together 

And messin' wit' all out? you cats know better 

Now family if we blow, we blowin' together 

And if we gotta go, we goin' together 

And if we get dough, we get it together 

And fuckin' wit' all out, you cats know better 

What, the only shit you niggas poppin' is the shit that you talk 

Get the fuck out the whip now bitch, you can walk 

Wit' the sunroof cracked, yo' I'm twistin' it up 

Pitchin' it up, I think it was the cris' in the car 

Twenties of hydro, tie ho, duck me for five-oh 

I drive 'till my eyes close 

Me and like five hoes and bugsy, domma 

Gatt for the drive-by, ride by the la-las 

Sayin' goodbye-ha 

It's indo, bounce the smoke through the window 

Then pearl straight ice grill, my brim low 

Tint those big lips while y'all spit phlegm out 

O.d. is still mo' 

Remote throw the 'em out the belly of the beast 

We put bellies on streets, tellies and tellies in suites 

Throw my stellies on creep, I'm heavy on jewels 

Hey, my niggas havin' yo' fool come back twice 

It's nice and I can belly you for mo' 

Family if we blow? we blowin' together 

And if we gotta go? we goin' together 

And if we get dough? we get it together 

And messin' wit' all out? you cats know better 

Now family if we blow, we blowin' together 

And if we gotta go, we goin' together 

And if we get dough, we get it together 

And fuckin' wit' all out, you cats know better