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letra de calling my line - harlem spartans

(verse 1 – zico)
guys dying for the clout, what a pity
get chingy if a dons moving iffy
bad b from brikky
but my eyes on a milly
so i tell her that im busy
3 t milli with a 1-2 jilly
g-ssed like fizzy
get whacked then bill it
soly wears some brown and prettys
but my city ain’t pretty
tired of these kitties
but my breads looking litty
mizmac still chingy in jail
hit da cells then i ain’t getting bailed
phonecalls to my n-ggas in jail
(no i dont do mail, spartans don’t fail)
be money over girls
uppy in your gaff like a jumble cells
smoke on the road like the cookie don’t smell
gang at the show then you know that we show
hs to the world

(chorus – ay em)
i was tryna move that girl right there
oh my god what a way
tryna finess that power right there
oh my god what a way
steady for the mula (ayy)
mish mash coz its cool ahh (yeah yeah)
drillers on the corner (wait)
callling my line what a way
steppin outside till the morning
callling my line what a way
i was tryna kweng all on it
callling my line what a way
steppin outside (ay)
got me dripping outside
ring a l-ling, thats the sound of my line
pretty ting with dem brown eyes
brown eyes
pretty ting with dem brown eyes
steppin outside
got me drippin outside

(verse 2 – bis)
guwop baby
guwop baby
guwop baby
guwop
we was dedicated young, gettin lizzy and dat
get the pockets all fat
dont spend it on yaks
get the pockets all fat
then the chicks will cat
these days enemies pigs and blood
hs came from the mud
we was real, we was saws, no ?
still spartan splash ching wet
wizzy creeping up go get him in the set
deep him we jump in with nothing but heart
real from the start
see n-ggas lived that then switched they path
guwop baby gwop
thats ties saying stack
them jibbz thats your pretty eyes on muah
slow down chuh
i ain’t surprised or fussed im cuffed
hope he got my back if i ever get cuffed
f-ck

(outro – zico)
they was tryna get man back that day
but bro got away and
they been tryna draw man out all day
fam these n-ggas so lame

(bis)
but we still be outside
catch me juggin outside
n-ggas everyday
for my bro im’a ride, im’a ride, im’a ride, im’a ride, im’a slide

- harlem spartans

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