Harlem Spartans - Harlem Style lyrics

[Intro: MizOrMac] Harlem It's a kennington ting You know, Free Sav Free the mandem Rip Moe, MK rest in peace [Pre Hook: TG Millian] Nuff man, nuff man chat nuff n***as dem tark Nuff n***as dem tarking (skrr skrr) 45 do him broad-light skrr skrr in the whip no stalling HS gang man violent jump out gang man smoke him Miz with the blade, with the metal tryna jook a man down till he's folded [Hook: TG Millian] x2 Nuff man, nuff man chat nuff n***as dem tark Nuff n***as dem tarking (skrr skrr) 45 do him broad-light skrr skrr in the whip no stalling HS gang man violent jump out gang man smoke him Miz with the blade, with the metal tryna jook a man down till he's folded [Verse 1: TG Millian I'm a violent guy, I do violent things HS gang wanna ride on me see an opp put my knife in him Bare talk on the net, big 45 man'a fry man's wig Bare take on the net and that da opps them wet, them rat to the pigs Stuff two in the dots, itching to squeeze the bruckback looking like D Long like Bells, I ring Bells make the opps see hell like please f** all the chat we can do it main road man'a do it on streets Like f** all the chat, might pull up on the Brix like who's in McDees (whose in it?) Na na na na just wait na na na na wait just pause Man finna ride with my shank or man finna bang on da 4s Look hookahs on me like they all want a piece of Tee'g like woah Hookahs on gang look HS gang man set it for the roads (man set it) I wrap food in cling, I put work on streets When I ride on man that's skengs on peds 10 toes with skengs on feet Like look at these yutes, who are these fools talk about skengs on boots Twin corn in the shotgun where? Man'a get teared when I turn up with D1's (turn up with tear) [Hook: TG Millian] Nuff man, nuff man chat nuff n***as dem tark Nuff n***as dem tarking (skrr skrr) 45 do him broad-light skrr skrr in the whip no stalling HS gang man violent jump out gang man smoke him Miz with the blade, with the metal tryna jook a man down till he's folded [Verse 2: MizOrMac] Females get dropped when the gwop goes up that roads to riches They trap to say that they this I did this cos the money's my addiction Summertime mandem, gyaldem bake in the harlem district Ride round with my kitchen if I see them I back my ting instant Harlem stepped in public, peng peng can't keep her distance In jail realistic no kitchen man pull up my pants and fist him With Latz and Naghz what you know about biscuits step to my block that's fiction Step with bro that's a**istance search and destroy on the victim I get in position, they run like b**hes see bare bums and knickers (uhhh) Stupid victim changing the story like chinese whispers (stupid boys) Harlem villains jump out gang everyone for themselves like chickens I was with bro one day next day, he's locked up in the prison I got light plus dark and the cats got gold like egyptians He said I'm an opp, I backed out my nank why's my man twitching (why's man dancing?) Stupid infants, you're not my level you n***as are different (you n***as are b**hes) Got bro on the phone from a distance judge needs one in her system [Hook: TG Millian] Nuff man, nuff man chat nuff n***as dem tark Nuff n***as dem tarking (skrr skrr) 45 do him broad-light skrr skrr in the whip no stalling HS gang man violent jump out gang man smoke him Miz with the blade, with the metal tryna jook a man down till he's folded