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harlem spartans – south london lyrics

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hook (mizormac)

let’s take it back to south london where gangsters bop through them dungeons, it’s harlem / 300 where kuku don’t care ’bout numbers, there’s gunmen, there’s hunters, got chocolate’s shaking their b-mpers (ay, ay, ku, ku) x2

verse 1 (oboy)

i don’t bother with them man
bro tryna drop me a boss
(big fish)
i ain’t tryin’ to give man one
man get splash them my boy dere come
(ching, ching, ching)
they were tryna rave that day
we’re trying to spoil mans fun
them man claim that they’re active, them man there just punks (some neeks), though they could fist fight me
man got his forehead bust
cunch to the prince, better watch your head back cuz
my little 4 just buss, you don’t wanna see little g backing out swords and stuff
(no way, no way)
i step with ku’s but i link with spartans
i beg man pardon, sa don go out there and clart them, f-ck the opps man they love talking
run a man down on my ones, run a man down with bis, kenningtons really on obbo, cuh we taking the p-ss (x2)

verse 2 (mizormac)

m-mizor, back off my ting whos realer, hs hot step or dinger, silent skeng, dot dot or chinger. riding, stroll with a bore whats thinner (dont run)
everyone gotta talk ’bout a n-gg-, he ain’t dis, he ain’t dat, he ain’t with her. i love life when they don’t know nothing, late night joggin’ im runnin’ to skriller, his gun don’t bang he ain’t a driller. he ain’t on, done no n-gg-, spartan hitta, run man down, who’s realer
bop back to my block hs, so i trap get bread, peddling, peds or in bp with hex, hatz, gsmarko, everyone wanna be a ygm, lurk around your whole ends and you see ad no vest, do trap send that zebra stuff off ends (trap, trap)
1 with 2 peds, ab on the job after 10, splash man up like who’s next, bis, kick the pr-ck and then chef, bellz, kick sh-lls and ran out his chest
(bang, bang, bang, bang)

hook (mizormac)

let’s take it back to south london where gangsters bop through them dungeons, it’s harlem / 300 where kuku don’t care ’bout numbers, there’s gunmen, there’s hunters, got chocolate’s shaking their b-mpers (ay, ay, ku, ku) x2