Harlem Spartans
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[ Chorus: Bis & ST ]
Most official steppers (Most official)
Leathers on and it's pressures (Pressure)
Eat a drop up in seconds (Seconds)
I'm joogin hard did I mention

Most official booters
We don't even need to mention (Bow)
Whole gang's on things
You either trap or squeeze in my section (Gang)

Are you really [?] that's the question? (Are you?)
N***as adding K for attention
Calm [?] when I press that ting
Bare smoke boys in my section (Bow)

We drill and trap our profession
All this smoke and corn is expensive (Dash)
We really 'bout this life
Nah, we don't do no pretending (No way)
[ Verse 1: G Smarko]
Cop that put 1 in a skeng (Skeng)
Cop that put 1 in your men
Shotgun or hand ting, mad ting (Mad ting)
Mad ting man did it again (Ha Ha)
No barber shave up your 'ead
Or you can get hit with the lead (Boi, Boi, Boi, Boi)
Bro bro whizz that rev up the ped
Do drills get pissed he ain't dead (Pissed)
This beef won't end
Put 1 in your head like a dread
No footer no time to pretend (No way)
Free up my bros in the pen (Free them up)
Back out my skeng and shoot
From '016 we run they lose
Shotgun twinning the barell come too (Boi)
I'll shoot at man from 410 with a .410 tryna turn man pack
Rest up SA bro bro Lattz
Back then called him L12Shankz (2 Shanks)
And I know they hate that I'm drilly
Thing on my lap lets lurk around Bricky
Sticky, dip dip dip up your triggy

[ Verse 2: ST]
I ain't gotta talk too tough
The work that the mandem's done is nuts (Shh)
He got splashed 3 different times but still talks all that crud (Gem)
[?] work like crayons, rise that wap and tear through guts (Bap, Bap, Bap)
If bro said "he's on the yute" I'm on him too no ifs no buts (Bro)
Tell him load up 6 in a spin
I'll grab a 2 in a bruck (Bruck it)
When we step, we step patterned
Latex on in a stolen truck (Gang)
Pull up both back doors buss
Nuttin' but slugs if you fuck with us (Brap, Brap, Brap, Brap)
I could never give a bitch my love
In guns we trust (Skengs)
Right now feds did a sweep
Put the whole ends in cuffs
They've even snitched to the [?]
[?] you just run outta luck (Fuck)
Free T-Trap, Kizz and Rage
Free Itch, Pulla and Chuckz (Free 'em)
Whole of the A-team's locked right now
Everyday it's free 'em all up (Free 'em)
[Verse 3: Bis]
Big fat bell close range
Why you talk but you never got smoke (Bow)
Me and A-team up in the ride
Watch them man Usain Bolt, they know (Run)
Aye driver step and ghost
We sliding on these roads (Skrrt)
Grip and [?]
Still on smoke
Blood or smoke it's on my clothes
We burning those
Step with gang and burn my [?]
[?]
Believe (Trust) Believe and you will achieve
Let that off bro [?] (Lattz)
How can I miss, Biscy Bis are you taking the piss? (Fuck)
Them man lie, he should've died it's frying
Try reload and dat, hop outta cars and open man
Plan was cunch (That was the plan)
1 man army swing them shanks I aim at face
Now I'm back amazing grace
I pray at night I will your blow your face like Max does (Max, Max)
Came outta jail all mad cuzz
Catching them boys a mad buzz

[Chorus: Bis & ST]
Most official steppers (Most official)
Leathers on and it's pressures (Pressure)
Eat a drop up in seconds (Seconds)
I'm joogin hard did I mention
Most official booters
We don't even need to mention (Bow)
Whole gang's on things
You either trap or squeeze in my section (Gang)

Are you really [?] that's the question? (Are you?)
N***as adding K for attention
Calm [?] when I press that ting
Bare smoke boys in my section (Bow)

We drill and trap our profession
All this smoke and corn is expensive (Dash)
We really 'bout this life
Nah, we don't do no pretending (No way)

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