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Money & Violence Harlem Spartans Harlem for money Spartans we step out and do up your badman brother She look peng with a K on her face And that one really sounds like her mother Man's way too Ku Hop out, hop out, boo Three Spartans, One Ku Two pedals up in the zoo KuKu K on my blade with Bis, doing up patrols in the manor Hello with the rest like two make a Kennington bop then stagger Splash a man down till him stand up Back to the trap for the bag up Dish dish dat, bare chat Don't worry boy best smile for the camera (flash) Still trap mash, still got food for the cats But why these niggas talk bad it's mad Cah most these niggas been wacked Two shots with the Grey Goose and I'm back Feeling like Mist in the trap Peng one screaming out "Karlas back" Cah, I got hang one hang Dash, better get known on you're getting on your back Cah hang one hang Dot dot 10kg in the bag Hit him three times and I'm swirving I'm with Bis, misch mash And you really misch mash Get a phone, get twerking Brown and leng, looking 10 out of 10 On a milli in person But it's MOB, got a thing on me Won't lack when I'm serving Got bros in jail and I'm hurting Bros them really put work in Don't sit, don't lack, get shows And volts man a clothes and curtains Harlem for money Spartans we step out and do up your badman brother She look peng with a K on her face And that one really sounds like her mother Man's way too Ku Hop out, hop out, boo Three Spartans, One Ku Two pedals up in the zoo KuKu Free strikes when I get caught, you're dead And we put sheets on a ped We put sheets on a skeng Splash is free How could I lack, how could they snitch on man But you claim you're a real arse, real arse man These niggas ain't numb, but dumb Just pushing his bun Bro leave sauce on man, he's stutting Still keep the trapline jump Dash ain't numb, but fun Fam, free the niggas I love Family treating my circle Don't cash spend on war Most man planned for war The the ting crash get worse Jakes got the whole thing capped What if we jump out on a fed like shh What if we do up a pig like shh What if we do it like see it on cam Rookies ran, still tryna cam like set Kennington rep Bro tryna brown and leng My one's gold and peng Reach out to Latz and Loose Apparently need a man doing bare loose screws Still we bop over there They see us just everywhere No skeng here, no toss do I care On a Spartan ting Get a man down, they run with mash Man put life on line for blood or bro Spartan ting Ching to the born Carry couldn't touch my buttons Kennington's flow Spartan or Ku Kennington flow [?] couldn't chat like us I be tryna run from them Really tryna get me bagged (snitches) Lonely Spartan [?] parked off Like free my broski Jacks Ay, things get rolled in packs They run off if we pop out the flats Jakes tryna get man trapped Fam, why you want all my niggas bagged Next white ting it's on I'm on Come link me there where it's at Spill piglet juice and I'm done If you see Bis, get officer, officer run Same when you see it on cam Do it then run Bis ain't in it for fun I'm raging, Spartan's raging, Kuku mad Put him in the can So I can do wheel all day Ready for war all day Cut through the block they pray 4 door truck look zate (zate, zate, zate) So I can do wheel all day Ready for war all day (for war all day) Harlem for money Spartans we step out and do up your badman brother She look peng with a K on her face And that one really sounds like her mother Man's way too Ku Hop out, hop out, boo Three Spartans, One Ku Two pedals up in the zoo KuKu