Harlem Spartans - Shambles 2 lyrics

[Intro: Loski] Spartans KuKu How can a gyal be dead and feisty, eh How can a gyal be dead and feisty Panic, panic How can a gyal be dead and feisty Eh, panic, panic Eh, how can a gyal be dead and feisty [Hook: Loski x2] How can a gyal be dead and screw man? Trap boy, peng gyal wanna do man Hand on the mash with two hands Shambles with my blade, I'll do man [Pre-verse: Loski x2] How can a gyal be dead and screw man, eh? Panic, panic Shambles with my blade, I'll do man Shambles with my blade, I'll do man [Verse 1: Loski] (Get money) Squad misch, misch mash for bread, get Ps in Ay gyal that's dead and breathing Man down for bro, I'll squeeze it Yo, Smarkz, say nuttin? That's beef den And until my knife bend, I ain't leaving Splash, splash free Savvy and Demon Bae, bae love cuss, I ain't cheating Say your 4 door coming, I ain't seen no car Eh, drench man down doing 10 shank wounds Had you looking like [?]'s car Uh uh, dash while you leave your dargs Forrest Gump how you run so fast If I don't shoot, young Ese gon' blast Harlem or KuKu, gyaldem glance Still, still keep a pole in the dance Pengers in Moncler lookin' like France Pedal too hot, I'm in [?] with the dargs Trappin' in my blood, I can tell you 'bout graph Peds or mouth, but I gotta take the chance And I'm Loski Loose No manners, hit barbies too I'm like, dip that b**h Won't kiss that b**h Cah she prolly give uh uh too [Hook: Loski x2] How can a gyal be dead and screw man? Trap boy, peng gyal wanna do man Hand on the mash with two hands Shambles with my blade, I'll do man [Pre-verse: Loski x2] How can a gyal be dead and screw man, eh? Panic, panic Shambles with my blade, I'll do man Shambles with my blade, I'll do man [Verse 2: G'Smarko] They don't want no drama Man ride on your block bare times Poled up your friends, I ain't seen karma Them man there ain't loyal Me and my gang, stay 1 hunna On brikky road wit' da scrams Beat on the opps, the opps dem run arff The opps dem run arff Man just trap and trap Your dons just act and act Skid round the K, got ducked down Now you wanna chat and chat Been there, you're cuttin'out I'm with the Spartans, but I'm KuKu'd out f** the buns but I'll ching man down Only God knows how I'm feeling now When you see me, better do me out If I see you, imma do you down f** around wit' dem f** arounds Get buck fiddy, they don't f** wit' town (1fiddyK)