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300 spartans
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[Verse 1: D-Dash]

It's-it's-it's-it's D-Dash (squad!)

I need a healthy free bag (burr!)

Diamonds playing freeze tag (burr!)

p**y n***a I bleed swag (squad!)

Shout to Reese homie (what's happening!)

f** with n***as, I'm 300 (oh f**, n***as!)

They ask where I been at?

b**h I been getting money

[Hook: Sy Ari Da Kid]

I say 300 n***as, 300 G's (salute!)

Promoters can't stand us, we show up 300 deep (hello!)

I say it 300 times, we what the streets wanna see

Feel like 300 spartans, stomping with 600 feet

[Bridge: Sy Ari Da Kid]

Squad up! Squad, squad

Squad up! Squad, squad

Squad up! Squad, squad

Squad up! Squad, squad

[Verse 2: Sy Ari Da Kid]

Yeah

3-3-300 spartans, leading and marching

Swimming in women, I'm sleeping with dolphins(Nah!)

Pay me no need for the bargain

Laughing at broke n***as leasing apartments

People are talking, saying I'm tripping

I murder 'em, k** 'em, then pee on his coffin

Barking, Sy Ari, f** 'em, and leave 'em

They treat 'em like he Mr. Marcus

[Verse 3: Translee]

Mafio! Ma-Mafio!

No patience for sloppy ho's

Translee checking in, checking in

Like the lobby flow

I sign by the X, and get them O's

Tha-That's a kiss

People that just don't give a f**

Tha-Tha-Tha-That's my n***as

[Verse 4: VerseSimmonds]

My n***as rolling round with that fully automatic

Illmatic, God damnit

If your b**h get it up, then you know she gotta have it

I'm on every type of drug, if you know what I mean

If you cross that line, we gon' make that sing

Too much money to be getting, for you to be hating on me

That's a b**h trait

I'm too real, you too fake

I got two guns, for that toothache

[Verse 5: Que]

My squad full of young n***as

Drug dealers, Thunder Cats

Chopper punk a n***a like Ashton Kutcher

Make a n***a dip like a running back

Pop up on you like a instant message

Clapping sh**, no jumping jacks

My n***as like me, I done made this sh** clear

You front me a pack, I ain't coming back

[Hook: Sy Ari Da Kid]

I say 300 n***as, 300 G's (salute!)

Promoters can't stand us, we show up 300 deep (hello!)

I say it 300 times, we what the streets wanna see

Feel like 300 spartans, stomping with 600 feet

[Bridge: Sy Ari Da Kid]

Squad up! Squad, squad

Squad up! Squad, squad

Squad up! Squad, squad

Squad up! Squad, squad

[Verse 6: K-Camp]

Dirt Game n***as, yeah squad

K-Camp screaming link up

300 n***as, that's 300 mu'f**ers

Trying to get it in by the trucks

I'm a hot young n***a, that'll take your b**h

Too fly, I can land on a cloud

Money on me, your ho on me now

Too turnt and I can't turn down

[Verse 7: Stuey Rock]

See I got 300 n***as

That mean it's 600 pistols

And if you run up, start talking sh**

We gon' let them things hit you, naw

Ain't gotta be no issue

Them things gon' let loose

Them bullets get to barking, them biting pit bulls gon' get you

[Verse 8: Tha Joker]

I wet you, like a pan handle

My whole city, they 'bout the action

I light you up, L.A. gear's

I'm going in, like close contractions

Get the picture, emoji

I rap, but I had that sack first

p**y n***a don't play with me

I am live spelled backwards

[Verse 9: Jose Guapo]

If a n***a, want his issue

He can get it quick

Know my n***as, got them choppers

They pull up with them sticks

And his b**h's legs

Now we going hard

I'll f** your broad

Guapo f**ing with the squad

[Hook: Sy Ari Da Kid]

I say 300 n***as, 300 G's (salute!)

Promoters can't stand us, we show up 300 deep (hello!)

I say it 300 times, we what the streets wanna see

Feel like 300 spartans, stomping with 600 feet

(Spartans!)

[Bridge: Sy Ari Da Kid]

Squad up! Squad, squad

Squad up! Squad, squad

Squad up! Squad, squad

Squad up! Squad, squad

[Verse 10: Chaz Gotti]

Dead guys in my pockets, got me dead man walking

Catch me in the club n***a, ain't no talking

I'm swagging with no rhythm, but I'm money walking

Chaz Gotti

I'mma finish what Slim Dunkin started

[Verse 11: BoDeal]

Look

King of Clan,Brick Squad

Everybody know me(Bo!)

I be scrapping n***as low-key(Bo!)

It's that Chi hitter Bo D(Right!)

If you want beef, I got that

These n***as with me O.C

If I nod, they popping that heat(Brrat!)

But I don't really need it

Cold D

Bo!

[Verse 12: BambinoGold]

Ran-Ran through 300 packs(Moneeeeey!)

In 300 minutes

Bambino got a sack(Young BinoGold!)

And I love to spend it(Yeeuuuh!)

I'm my own boss, cap'o, and lieutenant(Yeeuuuh!)

Great product, trap star

Bi-Bi-Bi-b**h I'm winnin'

(Moneeeeey!)

[Verse 13: Dae Dae]

I'm-I'm-I'm squading up(Squad!)

Ya'll n***as time is up(Turn up!)

Stevie Wonder with that chopper, b**h I'm blind as f**(Cheah!)

Put them lighters in the air

One-One time for Dunk

(Pedro!)

Dae Dae got them applications

Sign 'em up

[Verse 14: Doe Boy]

(Doe!)

300 n***as(Ah!)

That's 300 triggers(Yah!)

Ya'll got 300 n***as, but ya'll got like zero k**ers

We pull up with the pistols, my n***as shoot

They won't miss him

Disrespect, we gon' k** him

(You think I'm playing?!)

Pop a bean and forget him

[Bridge: Sy Ari Daa Kid]

Squad up! Squad, squad

Squad up! Squad, squad

Squad up! Squad, squad

Squad up! Squad, squad

[Verse 15: Scotty ATL]

I took 'bout $300

Built this sh** from the gorund

I took 'bout 300 days

I'm trying to turn up my town

n***a be cool, but you don't want a problem

I ain't say a word, but these ho's gon' flop

New A-Town

And my n***a James, sh** real

Don't believe just watch

[Verse 16: Issa]

O-O-Okay it's F Y B

Pu-Put a 300 deep

An-And she say she vegan, but she could still get the meat

Don't f** with industry n***as, I f** with in-the-street n***as

A-A-And I need me a shrink, I'm f**ed up mentally n***a

[Verse 17: John John Da Don]

300 n***as

(Leggo!)

We 300 deep

We cut from the same cloth, so it's like 300 me's

Homie say he don't believe, I guess he wanna see

That's backwards, cause he's a vegetable if he wanna beef

[Verse 18: FlyGuyVeto]

Ay

I say them b**h n***as be hiding(Be hiding)

But real n***as move in silence(In silence)

Got 300 k**ers, 300 pistols

Better know my n***as be wildin'(Be wildin')

And every one around be silent(They silent)

No flaw n***as in my circle(Close)

Stay street, it's a code we follow(Follow)

Only moving's by them dollars

[Hook: Sy Ari Da Kid]

I say 300 n***as, 300 G's (salute!)

Promoters can't stand us, we show up 300 deep (hello!)

I say it 300 times, we what the streets wanna see

Feel like 300 spartans, stomping with 600 feet

[Bridge: Sy Ari Da Kid]

Squad up! Squad, squad

Squad up! Squad, squad

Squad up! Squad, squad

Squad up! Squad, squad

[Verse 19:Offset]

No-no-no solider but I got troops(I do!)

A whole bunch goons on the roof, they gon' shoot(Rrrah!)

Cut the top off the head, just like a coupe(Cut it off!)

What you wanna do?

We can fight, we can shoot(We can do it)

sh**'s getting nasty, wrap 'em in the plastic

Throw him in the trash, now the n***a looking trashy(Trashy)

Whole clique full of shooters, just like the Mavericks(Rrrah!)

We don't give a f**, put a n***a in the casket

(Buh, bow!)

[Verse 20:Quavo]

Extendo-Extendo longer than a ruler(What?)

All my n***as, they shooters(Bow!)

Place your order in Bermuda(Go!)

I got more keys than a computer(Whoa!)

Don't move wrong, he might shoot ya(Don't move!)

My team ballin' like Buddha

31 in the clip, Reggie Miller(Rrrah!)

Put you in the lake, no timber

(Gone!)

[Verse 21: Takeoff]

300 like Chief Keef(300)

Squad up if you want beef(Squad up)

I'mma tell you like a OG told me(What he say?)

Migo plugged, they stocked in the street(Migooo!)

Wanna go to war like spartans

Hit 'em with the carbine

And I keep the strap, like Marvin the Martian

Gas and the Glock in the glove compartment

Free Westside, tell them f** (?)

[Verse 22: Tabius Tate]

Okay I'm 300

Million

One more shout, free Meech n***a

Rap game in a chokehold like-(Gaaasp!)

Go to sleep n***a

Started from the bottom, now we here mu'f**er

We some real mu'f**ers, and I feel great

I'm Tabius Tate, I'm like Will Smith

I'm a fresh price, and I fill banks!

[Verse 23: Zuse]

(LoC, LoC!)

44s and big Glocks(Bullets!)

Kush, coke, and flip lock(Put, put!)

Young God gon' flip drop, in big rocks, see the big watch(Rrrrrrrrr!)

Dope time, n***a tick tock

Flip flop, get a big shot

(Bullets!)

Dumb n***a got away punk

Flip fling like a big shot

[Verse 24: Kidd Kidd]

G-Unit all on my back n***a

I move weight like a fat n***a

N O mane Zan n***a

Throw my set up like bad dinner

Ask yo ho, I'm that n***a

Kidd Kidd, kidnap n***as

Hit your family, bowtie'd

And gift wrap with ya

Merry Christmas

[Verse 25: Nyemiah]

I don't fall in line, I lead it

Heads up, I'm so conceited

I ain't never seen a dude that I needed

Say sh** once, and I don't repeat it

Sweden in that B.M

10 stars, they can't see in

But it ain't no creepin', don't be sleepin'

Supremacy 300, knee deep in

[Verse 26: Jacquees]

Young Eastside n***a Jacquees(Jacquees)

In the coupe, probably doing top speed

(Okay)

Got your girl, and she probably on her knees

(Right)

She 25, but I'm only 19(Nooooow)

(G-G-Get down, get down)

(Nooooow)

This young n***a bout to blow

(Nooooow)

I can earn my stripes

So that they already know

[Verse 27: Retro Jace(Two9)

Drop 'em aside like Compton

Potato on the tip like condoms

Calculator clip, they don't want no problem

4-5 Just like a pill, might pop 'em

Uh, Goon's that'll shoot you for a hoodie

Copped a camera man, just to get the footage

Whole crew gon' mob, and I don't mean Goodie

Hit him in the head, and he gon' need goodies

[Outro: Flex Knox]

Oooooh!

Yes, yes!

You just experienced

Wrath of the Titans

Monsters unite

And it went down

Heavy, heavy, heavy