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tg millian, blanco & harlem spartans - these streets are hot lyrics

[intro: active & tg millian]
spartan
really believed that he’s that tough
i can’t be no judge
for them, i spill blood
convicted tug
these streets are hot
spartan
these neeks are washed
man run every time that they see my soul
how can i call man opp?
(ayy, where you goin’ with this, craze?)
[chorus: tg millian & active]
these+these+these streets are hot (hot)
these neeks are washed (washed)
man run every time that they see my soul, how can i call man opp? (opp)
con+convicted tug, judge, i can’t be no judge
who got poked? that’s none of my business, who got shot? (who got shot?)
these+these+these streets are hot (hot)
these neeks are washed (washed)
man run every time that they see my soul, how can i call man opp? (opp)
con+convicted tug, judge, i can’t be no judge
who got poked? that’s none of my business, who got shot? (who got shot? spartan)

[verse 1: active]
let me tell you ’bout the meanin’, life on the line for the ones that i love
i still get sentenced for my dargs dem above
i miss them, for them, i spill blood
he lied to himself so much
he really believed that he’s that tough (tough)
now i gotta be the man to remind him, in this ting, he’s just a pup (pup)
bare+bare new yutes involved in the war
i+i don’t even know who i gotta look for
street n+gga, don’t abide by law
why’d you think we’re locked behind doors?
tryna put paigons in morgues (morgues)
down+down+down for the cause for sure
[verse 2: herc300]
start+start+started off beefin’ two blocks
circlin’ both and clapped out town got him mad
got in some beef with some old+school fans
tryna+tryna bump into them old+school man
and it started with us, not an old+school gang
kick+kickin’ down ++++, bro+bro, it’s a flashback
it’s day and night
got it, spot ’em, got ’em, nearly turned him to a hashtag
and i’m deep in the ends like lalor street (lalor street)
on the curb, on the sh+t concrete
box gone on the strip, five days, not a week
and i hit my sales, kp’s backstreet
got+gotta had a whoosh and a block in case, so they come like vikings, evade our sp+ce
do it like the english and chase ’em away
free star and l boy, they’re some known nutcase

[verse 3: blanco]
con+convicted
yeah, they stay by the vauxhall bridges
bro+bro did a drill and he cut his nails, them man just fake acrylics
vanish, opps see action, take that stain right out, it’s not a smidget
diz+diz+dizziness won’t stop my bro from throwin’ up and spinnin’
hand+hand signs, they ain’t hearin’ a thing (thing)
voices keep me sane, i’ve seen ‘nough pain, i ain’t seen a shrink (seen a shrink)
washin’ all these accolades, free ski and i’m seein’ em sink (seein’ ’em sink)
you’ll+you’ll miss by seein’ it blink
sign my life away in contract, but you won’t see it in ink (ink)
[verse 4: tg millian]
really+really+really hot in the field, any opp show t++t’ like grills (t++t’ like grills)
six years in the can, all now they can’t give man appeal (give man appeal)
bod+body flesh got cooked in the beef (cooked in the beef)
neek+neeky to take that l (that l)
run+run, don’t think when you see me, dummy as, dummy as h+ll (dummy as h+ll)
tell+tellin’ a tale
ringin’ a bit, done+done in a bell
grip+grip and dig it, the blood and the smell (blood and the smell)
trip in the mission, deny and defell
stay+stay clutch and he like to dutch
call+up+phone ringin’ like retail (retail)
a creed where no one tells for a time in the jail (jail)

[chorus: tg millian]
these+these+these streets are hot (hot)
these neeks are washed (washed)
man run every time that they see my soul, how can i call man opp? (opp)
con+convicted tug, judge, i can’t be no judge
who got poked? that’s none of my business, who got shot? (who got shot?)
these+these+these streets are hot (hot)
these neeks are washed (washed)
man run every time that they see my soul, how can i call man opp? (opp)
con+convicted tug, judge, i can’t be no judge
who got poked? that’s none of my business, who got shot? (who got shot?)

- tg millian blanco harlem spartans lyrics

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