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(Harlem Spartans) Kennington Where It Started (TRADUCTION FRANCAISE)

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Kennington, where it started (Free D1, free Trap, free Kays) Kennington where my heart is Free ST, free Hackz, free Kes See opposition get starving Free the Mandem Free Sav, free Smarkz, free Ty, free Loski Kennington where it started, like Kennington where my heart is See opposition get starving like My g, TG, ay park it Right step when I'm marching Dip-dip prince, have him dancing I beg your pardon? SA or Sav get out there and clart him (Gun him, gun him) Treat beef like breakfast (Yum) Two shanks get 'round in seconds Be feeding my area peppers Sparta, KuKu, real members (G's) Put G's in the can with the tension (Free 'em) Three other girls dat give man attention (Fuck 'em) Opps chat man, fam I see it in my mentions (Fuck 'em) Wake up, get my grind on like Section (Section) Question (Listen), If gang pull up, are you gonna back your bredrin? (Tell me?) Shouldn't be screaming things for the feens (Bow, bow) Man just kwoof, qweff him Been out here me and Sav (Savage) Why you wanna lock my bredrin? (Free 'em) Spartans dip like custard cream Now look at your wounds you stressin' And you're watching your friend-friend, he legging That's all mad depressing (Run up) Trap, trap, sponsor a man that's good grantsmanship (Misch-masch) Splash, splash, splash Man that them man barking with Splash, splash (Splash, splash) Step 'round there, what's good, what's good? Now I really sound like Bis Give my guys my worn out hoods ('Tek it) Five Spartans, ten eyes So you know who's hood, who's good Twenty-first century Spartans Sorry if we do things Spartans should (Huh) Don't come round here shook, look Really tryna get in our good books Mashing ain't dead man cook good Kennington blocks where cops look I don't see them, my shots would Been out here tryna break down buds Why you gotta stop my jugg? (Word) Free D1, real crooks man That was Phineas Trap Free TY, free Loski Loose Snow, ST, free Sav Free G-Smarko, T-Trap Kennington stars, we demons Really can't come, it's treason Jakes jump out, we leave them All the jailbirds need freedom Kennington where it started like Kennington where my heart is See opposition get starving like My g TG, ay park it Right step when I'm marching Dip, dip, Prince have him dancing I beg your pardon SA or Sav get out there and clart him (Gun him, gun him) Kennington I was fifteen me and GTrap, hands on a Remmington (Trap) Scrap fights at Waterloo like Wellington Tryna rip holes and touch man's skeleton (Touch skeleton) Opp boys can't see us, man's wettin' 'em (Wettin' 'em) Kennington I made my first bag in Kennington Then I brought a twos and then I stack some more We was 'dem man there riding in fours on the four Tryna put a boy down on the floor Can't come round 'ere But we riding on yours Me and T over there With amm' like four Dash a couple times Cos the feds really on it Four-v-fifteen none them on it So TY tryna put mans on the bonnet Hammer over there my gyal just lock it (All of 'dem) And how dey gon' chat about us? When we see dem man 'dey cut All of this talk, all of this talk on the net More than ten been splashed, it's nuts (Splash) D1, TY, Loose, Snow, Smarkz, Trap, Kez, ST, Kes, Hats Niggas tryna take man's cabs Kitchens, Rambzy's, I swear down man had a axe If a man's got his shank and you've got your shank I beg you don't panic The story be tragic, I back out my suttin I push it in stomachs (Shh, shh) 'Dey say Harlem Spartans' on nothing Say Harlem Spartans' some rappers (Ha-ha!) 'Til Harlem Spartans' out there marching Back out the 'tings on faggots (Mmm!) Bake off with akh Laughing, heard Harlem Spartans get tarnished Flip flops when I bop in Harlem Say I'm not on the block then you're jarring (You're annoying) I'm in Harlem, Harlem Baking off with my chocolate darling We some bastards no daddies Swammies start blasting Ten toes on 'dem Splash some gems and throw the things over gardens (Throw it) TG JoJo from Harlem Stolen cars when dey bark it (Bark, bark) Fuck it, violate turn to a target No talking, no barking (No) Three-hundred Spartans See them draw for the swords like Shaman (Draw them) Barbecue up in Harlem Aydee build the 'ting and then spark it Barbecue up in Harlem Aydee build the ting and then spark it (Ay-de) Kennington where it started, like Kennington where my heart is See opposition get starving, like My g TG, ayy park it Right step when I'm marching Dip-dip, Prince have him dancing I beg your pardon SA or Sav get out there and clart him (Gun him, gun him)