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lirik lagu harlem spartans - harlem style

[intro: mizormac]
harlem
it’s a kennington ting
you know, free sav
free the mandem
rip mo, mk rest in peace

[pre hook: tg millian]
nuff man, nuff man chat nuff niggas dem tark
nuff niggas dem tarking (skrr skrr)
45 do him broad-light skrr skrr in the whip no stalling
hs gang man violent jump out gang man smoke him
miz with the blade, with the metal tryna jook a boy down till he’s folded

[hook: tg millian] x2
nuff man, nuff man chat nuff niggas dem tark
nuff niggas dem tarking (skrr skrr)
45 do him broad-light skrr skrr in the whip no stalling
hs gang man violent jump out gang man smoke him
miz with the blade, with the metal tryna jook a boy down till he’s folded

[verse 1: tg millian]
i’m a violent guy, i do violent things
hs gang wanna ride on me see an opp put my knife in him
bare talk on the net, big 45 man’a fry man’s wig
bare take on the net and that da opps them wet, them write to the pigs
stuff two in the dots, itching to squeeze the bruckback looking like d
long like bellz, i ring bellz make the opps see hell like please
fuck all the chat we can do it main road man’a do it on streets
like fuck all the chat, might pull up on the brix like who’s in mcdees (whose in it?)
na na na na just wait na na na na wait just pause
man finna ride with my shank or man finna bang on da 4s
look hookahs on me like they all want a piece of tee’g like woah
hookahs on gang look hs gang man set it for the roads (man set it)
i wrap food in cling, i put work on streets
when i ride on man that’s skengs on peds 10 toes with skengs on feet
like look at these yutes, who are these fools talk about skengs on boots
twin corn in the shotgun where?
man’a get teared when i turn up with d1’s (turn up with tear)

[hook: tg millian]
nuff man, nuff man chat nuff niggas dem tark
nuff niggas dem tarking (skrr skrr)
45 do him broad-light skrr skrr in the whip no stalling
hs gang man violent jump out gang man smoke him
miz with the blade, with the metal tryna jook a boy down till he’s folded

[verse 2: mizormac]
females get dropped when the gwop goes up that roads to riches
they trap to say that they this
i did this cos the money’s my addiction
summertime mandem, gyaldem bake in the harlem district
ride round with my kitchen if i see them i back my ting instant
harlem stepped in public, peng peng can’t keep her distance
in jail realistic no kitchen man pull up my pants and fist him
with latz and naghz what you know about biscuits step to my block that’s fiction
step with bro that’s -ssistance search and destroy on the victim
i get in position, they run like b-tches see bare b-ms and knickers (uhhh)
stupid victim changing the story like chinese whispers (stupid boys)
harlem villains jump out gang everyone for themselves like chickens
i was with bro one day next day, he’s locked up in the prison
i got light plus dark and the cats got gold like egyptians
he said i’m an opp, i backed out my nank why’s my man twitching (why’s man dancing?)
stupid infants, you’re not my level you niggas are different (you niggas are b-tches)
got bro on the phone from a distance judge needs one in her system

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