Sy Ari Da Kid - 300 Spartans lyrics

[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 on 300 (Oh f**, n***as!) They ask me where I been at? b**h I been getting money [Pre-Hook - Sy Ari Da Kid:] I Say 300 n***as (What up?) 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!) [Hook - Sy Ari Daa 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 (Bah!) 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 (Ferg's) [Verse 5 - Que:] My squad full of young n***as (Young n***as) Drug dealers (Aye) ThunderCats (Yeeeah) Chopper punk a n***a like Ashton Kutcher (Rrrrah!) Make a n***a dip like a running back (Yooom!) Pop up on you like a instant message (Hee!) Clapping sh** No jumping jacks (No!) My n***as like me I dun' made this sh** clear (What?) You front me a pack I ain't coming back (Que!) [Pre-Hook] [Hook] [Verse 6 - K-Camp:] Dirt Game n***as Yeah squad (Squad!) K-Camp screaming link up (Link up!) 300 n***as That's 300 mu'f**ers Trying to get it in by the trucks (Wa**up!) I'm a hot young n***a That'll take your b**h Too fly I can land on a cloud (On a cloud) Money on me Your ho on me now Too turnt and I can't turn down Wa**up [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 (No, no) Them things gon' let loose (Bow, bow!) 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, butut 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 [Pre-Hook] [Hook] [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'm a finish It's 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 OC 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 Young Bino 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 b**hb**hb**hb**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 (Buh, baah!) We pull up with the pistols My n***as shoot They won't miss him (Nah!) Disrespect We gon' k** him (You think I'm playing?) Pop a bean and forget him [Hook] [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 said 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 p**yPut 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 [Pre-Hook] [Hook] [Verse 19 - Migos - 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 (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 - Migos - 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 - Migos - Takeoff:] 300 like Chief Keef (300) Squad up if you want beef (Squad up) I'm a 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** the sergeant [Verse 22 - Tabius Tate:] Okay I'm 300 Million One more shout Free Meech n***a Rap game In a chokehold like- (Uuuuhh!) 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 - Zeus:] (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) (Dooooown) 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 Ruuuuuuuow