Lyrics 100K FREESTYLE - 83HADES

100K FREESTYLE

Ra-Ran off with his girl ran off with his profit
Smokin his partner I’m so high I’m so off it
Get out of line and I just might pop it
Flexin the wallets lil boy that is not it
If we talkin money you better get serious
Fuck with my gang you must be delirious
You got a gun and won’t blow it I’m curious
I’m boutta spaz cause now I am furious
Stackin my bread I stack by the
Gold on my body like I am a pharaoh
I’m not talkin arrows
Stay with the jack like my name was sparrow
Pull up to the spot pull up to the function
50 round drum when I get the clutches
Say you get money but what is you touchin
Choppa kick back and shoot by the dozen
Drugs in my cup now I am a zombie
Can’t feel my face I can’t feel my body
boo cocky
these bitches like my name is scotty
7.62 we leavin you sloppy
Fuck with the gang you gt hit with the shotty
Movin the crack like my nam is bobby
Sellin these drugs that is my hobby
Nobody be doin what they be rappin bout
Bitches be fiendin you know I got rapper clout
You was a broke boy yo pockets
Talkin behind me you takin a different route
Think you the man until we come in and air it out
Say you like leavin without a doubt
had to give em out
Free all my partners not givin out
I-I-I do what I want and you do what you care
I’m out here
Ma-Mask on my face like I’m in a clan
Choppa hold 30 get pop a xan
I-I got some money but I want some more
I’m in the trap and I’m flippin the bowls
Whi-Whippin the pot stand over the stove
I-I'm pressin X like I’m tryna reload
Put him in the gun him down yo we got him
That was yo homie
Them bullets be hot I ain’t talkin bout summer
My bro them pole like a gunner
my mouth but I really be doin this
Got hella rounds you get hit with the hollow tips
I-I'm on my own I don’t need any kill assists
Hop on the beat so you know I be killin shit
Damn my steppin
You claim you got weapons
We know you been cappin
Get spilled like a beverage
«Yo bro built different»
You built like a bitch and just stop all that talkin we fight in the pit
Now rip off yo limbs you get hit with the stick lil bro he a fan he be ridin on
hella dick
I’m not a fan of this
rest in piss
pussy go ahead and drop a diss
T-Talk all that shit but you ain’t ever toppin me
Shit doesn’t bother me
Fuck all that pity
Talk all that talk
Droppin you in the scene
Drownin on hennessey
Now that you to be
All of these rappers be stealin my flows like
and I kiss that hoe goodnight
Sneak up on him with the uh like I’m Suge Knight
Talkin the on the net but he won’t fight
Best stay inside lil bro cause it’s on sight
Don’t close my eyes so you know that I’m gone bite
Dogs in this bitch lil bro you get killed right
How I get all of this bread bitch I flip ice
I’m with some demons don’t play nice
Bitch you got shot twice
I flip the chicken like popeyes
Shorty wanna fuck
I told her when slide
You see the clip with this glick when I run by
droppin anytime of the day
Bitches know how I rob best respect what I say
When I’m posted the trap bitch I stay with AK’s
Boy I know what you is you is not finna spray
my flow you still take
Man I gotta go kill his ass for god sake
Bitch you know what I do and you heard what I say
So don’t start with that talkin I don’t like to play
And I never run when I do it’s
He wanna talk beef I come to any state
Why he talkin bout money put 3 in his face
Imma kick down this door and I’m runnin this place
And I hit up the plug watch me cop a few plates
And this shit is for real I can never be fake
If you dyin today then I guess that’s just fake
Lil shorty fuck with me I’m havin my way
I stay at the time and I never be late
Imma chop up his body throw him in the lake
Swerve
These bitches they think imma jerk
Holes in his stomach put him on a shirt
Bi-Big 83 imma stomp on the dirt
What he gone say when his head on the curb
Creep in the night bitch I like to lurk
I got the pack bitch you know that I serve
Gun out the window then I hit a swerve
I call him a faggot
He talkin to gang so I might let him fuckin have it
My choppa love static
Yo bitch on my dick she act like she a fuckin addict
I take no L’s I take guns
I might kill you just because
a bitch you not a thug
Not on my level we not the same
Bitch I got these racks
And I got the Glock and you know it gone fuckin bang
white bitches white like cocaine
I stay with the
Smokin my gas but I’m not talkin propane
I’m not talkin propane