300 spartans
Singer:sy ari da kid
it's-it's-it's-it's d-dash
i need a healthy free bag
diamonds playing freeze tag
they ask me where i been at?
bitch i been getting money
we what the streets wanna see
i'm sleeping with dolphins
pay me no need for the bargain
laughing at broke niggas leasing apartments
they treat 'em like he mr. marcus
no patience for sloppy ho's
people that just don't give a fuck!
tha-tha-tha-that's my niggas
my niggas rolling round with that fully automatic
then you know she gotta have it
i'm on every type of drug
too much money to be getting
for you to be hating on me
my squad full of young niggas
chopper punk a nigga like ashton kutcher
make a nigga dip like a running back
pop up on you like a instant message
i dun' made this shit clear
trying to get it in by the trucks
too turnt and i can't turn down
that mean it's 600 pistols
we gon' let them things hit you
them things gon' let loose
them bullets get to barking
them biting pit bulls gon' get you
butut i had that sack first
pussy nigga don't play with me
i am live spelled backwards
they pull up with them sticks
guapo fucking with the squad
i'm swagging with no rhythm
it's what slim dunkin started
i be scrapping niggas low-key
it's that chi hitter bo d
but i don't really need it
ran-ran through 300 packs
bitchbitchbitchbitch i'm winnin'
stevie wonder with that chopper
put them lighters in the air
dae dae got them applications
but ya'll got like zero killers
we pull up with the pistols
pop a bean and forget him
built this shit from the gorund
i'm trying to turn up my town
but you don't want a problem
but she could still get the meat
don't fuck with industry niggas
i fuck with in-the-street niggas
a-a-and i need me a shrink
i'm fucked up mentally nigga
we cut from the same cloth
homie say he don't believe
cause he's a vegetable if he wanna beef
i say them bitch niggas be hiding
but real niggas move in silence
better know my niggas be wildin'
and every one around be silent
no flaw niggas in my circle
only moving's by them dollars
no-no-no solider but i got troops
a whole bunch goons on the roof
now the nigga looking trashy
whole clique full of shooters
put a nigga in the casket
extendo-extendo longer than a ruler
place your order in bermuda
i got more keys than a computer
my team ballin' like buddha
squad up if you want beef
i'm a tell you like a og told me
they stocked in the street
wanna go to war like spartans
gas and the glock in the glove compartment
tell them fuck the sergeant
flip fling like a big shot
g-unit all on my back nigga
i move weight like a fat nigga
throw my set up like bad dinner
i ain't never seen a dude that i needed
and she probably on her knees
this young nigga bout to blow
so that they already know
drop 'em aside like compton
potato on the tip like condoms
they don't want no problem
goon's that'll shoot you for a hoodie