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Harlem Spartans (Blanco, Zico, Bis, TG Millian, MizorMac) - Call Me A Spartan | @SpartansHarlem
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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Harlem Spartans
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gio Lee
Songwriter
Lyrics
Call me a Spartan, come from
Harlem, baby said I'm flying like
Jordan fuck then, shit then Jakes
On us, we got things on us
So we parking KuKu mad run from
Who Spartan Ku, jump out the
Four door coupe shoot, shoot,
Shoot man down see the Spartans loose
Telling me more, cop
Your skengs three hundred, now
Two-nine-four for the six that's
Locked in pen (Free 'em) No
Jason Bourne, can't cut thru need
ID if your not from ends Bae
Love cussing me B, treat me or
Leave get out of my bed (Get out)
South East step South West
Shinobi men, we drenched dem
Spartan'd off we just henchmen
Where's you goons, that's the
Question Four door truck, they hear
Engines (Engines) repercussion
And vengeance Sam's are
Rammed like kitchens, but inch
Your blade like your section
Feds wanna know (Wanna know)
'Cause the roads be killing it
(Killing it) Scoreboards looking
Ridiculous see me on the loose
Like Phineas (Phineas) in his
Back, chest, neck that's brilliant
Shakes from the spear like
William tryna cat stack to a
Million Grub for the cats still
Dishing it (Dishing it) Cats
Cats, cats still dishing it catch
Me in the trap just billing it
(Billing it) That's L's to the
Dome still winning shit (Winning)
Back shook, backbone she
Feeling it twenty-two rooms and
We digging in (In two) Something
Like the movie thriller shit
(Thriller) Claim that a opp
Got got civilian, civilian, civilian
Mash house with Miz, misch
Mash (Mash, mash) Pengting brown
Like sauce she covered in
Mac (Mac, mac) Ten toes with
Blancs, two shanks like I ain't
Tryna lack (That's second) Peng
One man rent for the winner
I ain't tryna bash (No way, no way)
Opps on the block, Spartans
Rise man bring corn and swords
(Baow, baow) Bop with me
KuKu killers with me, Harlem Spartans
With me, and Moscow too phone
Up my Donny OT big man got me
Once a meter away he got done
Man been riding 'nuff, them man
Running off, all of them chat
Like man feel bad for the man
That chat like man she thought
We would've been gone I had Julz
Splash ting come long JoJo had
Two-two, so them running up
with nothing long (No, nothing)
Look, knock knocking on your
Door, no trick or treat (No, no)
It's a trick my G
Who, who, step, step and then get them
Yutes, yutes narcos, narcos man
Do Pablo, whip up the work in
Two (In two) feds tryna move
Like zoos, tryna throw a bird on
My crew (On crew) SA got two
You can't choose back out both
And do you (Choo-choo) whip
Whip in the trap do up kitchen
that's food (that's food, food)
Cooking up grub fuck, these
**** cooking up soup (Ew) slang
The crack or the black put
The light and dark on the move
Gold and brown and cute gyal
Love me and I love them too (Too)
Opps on me, man they lost it
Too (Too) I'm fucking Ku, Spartan'd
Off and we violent yutes
Yutes I love Whitney, Whitney
And Bobby cats ring, ring and
They love that too (That too)
And I'll bruck back the shotty
Shotty the .45 or the twos (Twos, twos)
Welcome to Kennington
(Kennington) HS, BP respect
(Respect) Harlem Spartans we vexed
Sparta riding round with no meds
Brown and leng still giving
Out neck (Neck) potential bae
Throwing up K, I think I'm in
Love with the way they rep (Peng)
Bastards wearing them vests
Spartans we be aiming them necks
Don't, don't forget where you
Rep now, Spartans out for your
Head wet, wet, wet do that
Beckham ting till it bends G, G
Smarko no meds shoot, shoot
'Til there's no more left jump
Out gang, jump out gang like TSG
Ran on the ends (Ends) Harlem
Yes, Spartans, Kennington bop on
Deck (Deck) skid skr to the left
Run out kick out your back
And neck (Back and neck) tek this
Pebs, Spartans bust the shots
And get bread (Bread, bread)
Bust the shots and get bread
Call me a Spartan,come from
Harlem, baby said I'm flying like
Jordan Fuck then, shit then Jakes
On us, we got things on us
So we parking KuKu mad, run from
Who Spartan Ku, jump out the
Four door coupe shoot, shoot
Man down see the Spartans loose
Written by: Gio Lee
