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lirik lagu riders – harlem spartans

[chorus: bis]
real rider, certified rider, riding
you just watch when we do him
we step and you just witness
talk on things and you witness
talk is cheap, grab a splash and it’s finished (ayy)
yardman step, kweff fam
hit your block and evict it

[verse 1: zico]
putting love in the dough i’m dishing
see the plain clothes on the back road, not gonna lie i’m missing
in school its dot to dot, now the dot-dot’s live it’s kicking
free bro and bro, you’re way too fidgety
see red when i see dat green, would’ve thought it was italy
shakes on the spear like william they like how i use dem similes
wipe off all dat makeup
ain’t no way they’re tricking me
see that gang hit a milli, now all of a sudden shes feelin’ me
ayy, lemme switch it
back show to the backbone, i k!ll it, i k!ll it, i k!ll it
3 like bruce no willis
10 man, 2 coups, no kiddin’
us man fishin’ and them man fishes
losk got lose and dey swimmin’
smoke to the rave gotta bring it
bros in the can, gotta visit
phone ring gotta buss dem tickets
nuttin’ but winnin’ in my vision
this is real life sh-t no gimmicks
face got shave no drillin’
i listen to some of the realist
she wanna be bae, i’m like is, it is it?
ayy you’re feelin’ different

[verse 2: aydee]
riders
these dumb little punks keep drawing man out
so we’re out on alert, 2 drivers
8 t’ugs
6 man ready to jump out
when you hear the 6 doors pop best run out
it can be hot when the sun out
water-water, ching splash
my n-gg-‘s in fields, cutting down things, gardens
believe in your gs
get martyred
die by the sword king arthur
whats with the .44 starters, you can get gwopped
linking bae or spartans
they ain’t no bells carves in their hoodie
ride with my heart in fully
slide over there, we bullies
turn up like “bis whats goody?”
4 door, ped or a pushy
3tg he was boppin’ on the 4’s with a 4’s tryna’ find this rookie
stepping with some hothead young gs
splash man, head up to country
chest shot, make a man funky
chest shot, make a man funky
chest shot, make a man funky (splash)

[verse 3: bis]
real rider, certified rider
ain’t got 4 man just got a fiver
and some weapons
hs gang ride out qwoof qweffin’
hop off and hop on the ped with tekkerz
you put heart in numbers
not in the blade or skeng
us man run with blade and skeng
run off i dare you leave for bro the spartan men
kuku n-gg-s, sa drill splash live on n-gg-s
drippy, rippy, rippy
this n-gg- must be frozen oso cold and bold
war is war, trap don’t stop
why would the might trap stop
riding riding non-stop
bro can’t even see he’s hot
bro can’t you see you’re hot
banned from all dem blocks
not kennington blocks, dem mans blocks
and i back mine quicker, back my jigga
trap phone calm but i need cash thicker
finesse rich man that’s a licker
got a gold one i’m digging
dem man timid like krillin
astra love ping
stack to the ceiling by the time they free t millian
they talk ’bout i need some weight
whilst you was working on that body
i was on the phone man i need some weight
you was runnin’ ’round for a gyal
you dream for a gyal like nicki
my dream more cash than ricky
but t’ugs in the wrap is sticky

real rider, certified rider, riding
you just watch when we do him
we step and you just witness
talk on things and you witness
talk is cheap, grab a splash and it’s finished (ayy)
yardman step, kweff fam
hit your block and evict it

- harlem spartans

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