Riders Harlem Spartans (Ft. Active (Harlem Spartans), Bis (Harlem Spartans) & Zico (Harlem Spartans))
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[Intro: Bis]
Real rider
Shh, shh, ayy
(Clicker on the beat)
Real rider
(Shell Kartel)
Talk is cheap, grab a splash and it's finished
[Chorus: Bis]
Real-real rider, certified rider, ridin'
You just watch when we do him, we step and you just witness
Talk on things and you witness (Shh, shh)
Talk is cheap, grab a splash and it's finished (Ayy)
Yardman step, kweff fam, hit your block and evict it
[Verse 1: Zico]
For the love of the dough I'm dishin'
See the plain clothes on the back road, not gonna lie I'm missin'
In school its dot to dot, now the Dot-Dot's live it's kickin'
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 that makeup, a-a-ain't no way they're trickin' me
See that gang hit a milli, now all of a sudden she's feelin' me
Ayy, lemme switch it
Back show to the backbone, I kill it, I kill it, I kill it
Three like Bruce, no Willis, ten man, Two coupes, no kiddin'
Us man fishin' and them man fishes
Losk got lose and they swimmin'
Smoke to the rave gotta bring it, bro's in the can, gotta visit
Phone ring' gotta buss them tickets
Nothin' but winnin' in my vision, this is real life shit no gimmicks
Face got shave no Gillette, I listen to some of the realist
She wanna be bae, I'm like is, it is it?, Ayy, you're feelin' different
Real rider
Shh, shh, ayy
(Clicker on the beat)
Real rider
(Shell Kartel)
Talk is cheap, grab a splash and it's finished
[Chorus: Bis]
Real-real rider, certified rider, ridin'
You just watch when we do him, we step and you just witness
Talk on things and you witness (Shh, shh)
Talk is cheap, grab a splash and it's finished (Ayy)
Yardman step, kweff fam, hit your block and evict it
[Verse 1: Zico]
For the love of the dough I'm dishin'
See the plain clothes on the back road, not gonna lie I'm missin'
In school its dot to dot, now the Dot-Dot's live it's kickin'
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 that makeup, a-a-ain't no way they're trickin' me
See that gang hit a milli, now all of a sudden she's feelin' me
Ayy, lemme switch it
Back show to the backbone, I kill it, I kill it, I kill it
Three like Bruce, no Willis, ten man, Two coupes, no kiddin'
Us man fishin' and them man fishes
Losk got lose and they swimmin'
Smoke to the rave gotta bring it, bro's in the can, gotta visit
Phone ring' gotta buss them tickets
Nothin' but winnin' in my vision, this is real life shit no gimmicks
Face got shave no Gillette, I listen to some of the realist
She wanna be bae, I'm like is, it is it?, Ayy, you're feelin' different
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