100K FREESTYLE - 83HADES

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