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harlem spartans – spartan style lyrics

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[verse 1: splash]
[?] with the spin ting
rambo with the kitchen (which one?)
them man talk we live it
.44 corn gun [?]
fly out the foor door wag, i’ll do it on tag
jump out and do man dirty (skrr)
free up my bro gsmarko feds tryna lock him up ’till he’s thirty (free him up)
lack on the streets get shaved (ching)
if not get peppered like steak (boi)
still remember that day on the opp block thought it was opps but it was my mates (my bros)
everyone raps about drillings and chingings, when they know deep down they ain’t did it
15 inch rambo start ripping, civillians thinking what they d+mn witnessed (aw, man)
why you think i was sitting in the what opp block with the dotz tryna turn man off?
the ends is hot but i still make mish mash double m’s get got
mish mash got my young boy hitting them cells (mish mash)
three shanks up won’t give two f+cks so wе brought out the dotz as well (bring it out)
from young i been running down opps on the roads and i still had opps doing laps in jail
hе tripped oh well, got chinged with his friend as well (ching)
free bro cah he didn’t get bail (free bro)
free smoke you can hold them sh+lls
two wheels two man on the back of the ped tryna send man h+ll
ching, splash, i bet you his friend won’t help
[verse 2: trapfit]
step and splash, i don’t talk wass
bro [?] i’ll crash
i’ll do it for nagz, i’ll do it for jazz
same way i’ll do it for splash (word)
creep up like my bro mizmac
samurai sword tryna itch out your back (ching)
i’ve splashed no cap, bando out packs
tryna get me a healthy stack (trap, trap)
[?]savv’s ot with crack in the baitest spot, but he still flip packs (trap)
i chinged my man in the baitest shop
’cause the d+ckhead love talk wass
all of these barbies are trash
they come to the ends and take off their pants (bad)
opp block with ramz and he’s got his ramz
ching ching for a pagan man (ching)
i talk bare crud ’cause i can
if it wasn’t jazz it was probably man (come on)
shouts out to the gang
everyone scored or trapped ’till late for the bandz (gang)
no way can i jump in the booth and not tell the truth
i can put it on the gang (never)
i was in cunch, doing footwork
i didn’t stop till the line rang

[verse 3: active]
them man go swimming (swim, swim)
no pedestrians, dotty hate you and your bredrin
[?] their jeans like lesbians
driver, driver go on rev up the engine
2017 on foot where you stepping? (stepping)
ay big man, what are you repping? (what?)
trap24’s h+lla bands in the pouch
while the smokers in there having a session
roll it backwards, no chatter
will smith, them man are actors
[?] be a hazard
middle of the field in a hazard (hazard)
trap mazzas, sittin on the block with a ladder
run a man with my dagger, watch them scatter
really in heart i’m a trapper (trapper)
do it for the block don’t matter
we mashin’, not just rapping (not)
suicidal thoughts they crashin
tryna get away from the mandem
jailhouse boats on the moats
we goin’ down to the ropes
still get punched in your throat
ask about a they know
bisky too, treats m side like zoo
pep out this beef
jelloff, more like stew
get chinged down no clue
[verse 4: sd]
in the field i’m a brilliant scorer (splash)
deep thoughts meditating in the sauna
reminiscing about all the youts i bored up
no ballies and tops got torn up
watch ’em all scatter when i buss this corn up (don’t run)
two peds but we rollin’ four up
the ++++ got bait, so the fours up (next one)
they said i’m a harlem enforcer
and playin’ my songs in front of the jura’
now back to the people adore us
they’re brown and [?] someones daughter (and back)
mvp with shotter on v.s. cah [?] scorcher
lm still doin’ rich porter
but don’t get [?] across that border
and tour there, can i please take your order?
asd dial up whizz
never again will i take that risk
but it’s funny [?] and him
if he buss case will he still take trips? (would you?)
shh got bun, now he walks with a limp
two ends from shotters catch the jist (ay, shout out bro)
no hiding stop typing, bring out your team on the football pitch

[verse 5: bis]
bombbow in the kitchen
my man’s snitching
his ting different
i turned man victim
bro kitchen, it came back dripping (red)
ay doctor fix him
this spin ting it gets [?]
max and naghz two man
but it come like five ’cause their hearts is in it (in it)
them boy say they heart ain’t in it (no)
gets on top then a run is finished (done)
i ride with [?] shotty
handbrake skids, tryna drop somebody (anyone)
sd is a risky donny
we had a ‘gal on a ride like bonnie (like bonnie)
go coo on you, slap mans on molly
if i had black bellz would’ve done man properly (true)
wicked and mad
take mans tings
he ain’t getting that back
we squeeze off ain’t aiming at backs
no cap, no cap
it’s cap that you talk, it’s mad
man did bait [?] rides on tag (word)
man done bait [?] drills with gang (word)
it was bait when he got tan (shh)
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