Tunka - Sparta lyrics
[Tunka - Sparta lyrics]
II just finished my tape like two nights ago
Yea Say Tunka gon’ be crazy
Fasho I promise you that
Yea uh yea yea yea yea
If I ain’t in your top ten then
Who the fuck is you listenin’
To stratch that wait I’m in top
Five wait I’m in top 3
Come on tired of carryin’ niggas I guess
I’m the Michilean Man
And I know she get tired of fuckin’ with
Niggas ‘cause she tired of fixin’ a man
I’m already knowin’ this shit get wicked
None of this shit here goes as planned
Had to find a way out
I didn’t have helpin’ hands
This shit gets harder harder
Whatever don’t kill you make
You stronger stronger
Gang run three hundred deep
Like sparta sparta bring back the X and O
I ain’t talkin’ football
Any nigga tried me they know that stood tall
He ain’t took a perc’ in
Three months having withdrawals
Talkin’ bout small ball they know
That I big ball
To be honest I don’t condone in the shit talk
She take the pipe like a pipeline uh
Opp niggas sittin’ on the sideline uh
He talkin’ shit imma pop mine uh
Ky said don’t fuck with these serpents
We havin’ riches know they pockets hurtin’
I found my flow I found my purpose
Know this shit to easy like staples man
Personally I will not take disrespect
He talkin’ smoke not gon’ slide with that TEC
The game on lock and I’m
Gon’ come for they necks
Tuh my bro just gon’ take off they heads yea
I don’t know who the fuck you listen to
Gridin’ all year ain’t no pit stops
Gang got a beam he ain’t missin’ you mhm
If I ain’t in your top ten then
Who the fuck is you listenin’
To stratch that wait I’m in top
Five wait I’m in top 3 come on
Tired of carryin’ niggas I guess
I’m the Michilean Man
And I know she get tired of fuckin’ with
Niggas ‘cause she tired of fixin’ a man
And I know’ this shit get wicked
None of this shit here goes as planned
Had to find a way out
I didn’t have helpin’ hands
This shit gets harder harder
Whatever don’t kill you make
You stronger stronger
Gang run three hundred deep
Like sparta sparta
These niggas hate me I know it
They ain’t gotta say it they show it
These niggas jealous I know it
But they cannot hate ‘cause I’m growin’
Yea I gotta fan base
Keep feedin’ heat like they haven’t ate
She eat up my nut like parfait
Boy you donkey off the day like Charlemagne
They say Tunka hard and I’m here for it
This the shit I shed a tear for
These niggas fake like a decoy
I get these racks now I’m in charge
She wear them shorts with her ass showin’
Keep the streak goin’ I can’t bring
It down I’m like beastmode
You know you ain’t harder then Tunka
What you got a mic for
If I ain’t in your top ten then
Who the fuck is you listenin’
To stratch that wait I’m in top
Five wait I’m in top 3
Come on tired of carryin’ niggas I guess
I’m the Michilean Man
And I know she get tired of fuckin’ with
Niggas ‘cause she tired of fixin’ a man
I’m already knowin’ this shit get wicked
None of this shit here goes as planned
Had to find a way out
I didn’t have helpin’ hands
This shit gets harder harder
Whatever don’t kill you make
You stronger stronger
Gang run three hundred deep
Like sparta sparta
Yea Say Tunka gon’ be crazy
Fasho I promise you that
Yea uh yea yea yea yea
If I ain’t in your top ten then
Who the fuck is you listenin’
To stratch that wait I’m in top
Five wait I’m in top 3
Come on tired of carryin’ niggas I guess
I’m the Michilean Man
And I know she get tired of fuckin’ with
Niggas ‘cause she tired of fixin’ a man
I’m already knowin’ this shit get wicked
None of this shit here goes as planned
Had to find a way out
I didn’t have helpin’ hands
This shit gets harder harder
Whatever don’t kill you make
You stronger stronger
Gang run three hundred deep
Like sparta sparta bring back the X and O
I ain’t talkin’ football
Any nigga tried me they know that stood tall
He ain’t took a perc’ in
Three months having withdrawals
Talkin’ bout small ball they know
That I big ball
To be honest I don’t condone in the shit talk
She take the pipe like a pipeline uh
Opp niggas sittin’ on the sideline uh
He talkin’ shit imma pop mine uh
Ky said don’t fuck with these serpents
We havin’ riches know they pockets hurtin’
I found my flow I found my purpose
Know this shit to easy like staples man
Personally I will not take disrespect
He talkin’ smoke not gon’ slide with that TEC
The game on lock and I’m
Gon’ come for they necks
Tuh my bro just gon’ take off they heads yea
I don’t know who the fuck you listen to
Gridin’ all year ain’t no pit stops
Gang got a beam he ain’t missin’ you mhm
If I ain’t in your top ten then
Who the fuck is you listenin’
To stratch that wait I’m in top
Five wait I’m in top 3 come on
Tired of carryin’ niggas I guess
I’m the Michilean Man
And I know she get tired of fuckin’ with
Niggas ‘cause she tired of fixin’ a man
And I know’ this shit get wicked
None of this shit here goes as planned
Had to find a way out
I didn’t have helpin’ hands
This shit gets harder harder
Whatever don’t kill you make
You stronger stronger
Gang run three hundred deep
Like sparta sparta
These niggas hate me I know it
They ain’t gotta say it they show it
These niggas jealous I know it
But they cannot hate ‘cause I’m growin’
Yea I gotta fan base
Keep feedin’ heat like they haven’t ate
She eat up my nut like parfait
Boy you donkey off the day like Charlemagne
They say Tunka hard and I’m here for it
This the shit I shed a tear for
These niggas fake like a decoy
I get these racks now I’m in charge
She wear them shorts with her ass showin’
Keep the streak goin’ I can’t bring
It down I’m like beastmode
You know you ain’t harder then Tunka
What you got a mic for
If I ain’t in your top ten then
Who the fuck is you listenin’
To stratch that wait I’m in top
Five wait I’m in top 3
Come on tired of carryin’ niggas I guess
I’m the Michilean Man
And I know she get tired of fuckin’ with
Niggas ‘cause she tired of fixin’ a man
I’m already knowin’ this shit get wicked
None of this shit here goes as planned
Had to find a way out
I didn’t have helpin’ hands
This shit gets harder harder
Whatever don’t kill you make
You stronger stronger
Gang run three hundred deep
Like sparta sparta