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83hades - beam lyrics
[verse 1: 83hades]
f_ck do you mean?
hades out here (?) degrees
always poppin’ fell in love with the beans
stop that talkin, pullin’ up to the scene
in the coffin, put them down with the beam
diamonds dancin’, that sh_t got me wet
(?) the death, b_tch, i married the tec
ocean (?), (?) had a flood on my neck
and its very scary when i rap
press the medal all up in his chest
(?) the p_ssy like i am a vet
you a fake little b_tch you won’t do what you say
if i pop out, best believe its broad(?)
i got shooters in your house, put them up where he stay
if he try to act up then we rat in his brains
knock, knock, in his door and it’s stacy with the mac
3 shots, (?) down, had to p_ss off his neck
2 cops pulled up tryna catch me down bad
if he try to up me then he getting wacked
put a (?) when i hop out the (?)
all for my gang, you can pop like a tag
hit the p_ssy, get beat like a f_cking f_g
b_tch don’t drip, b_tch you gonna get the whole mag
know i gotta keep an opp in a (?)
pullin up the perc, layin’ where the poles at
she gon’ (?) to the squad, bring the whole bag
ay, none of you b_tches gon’ f_ck
ay, get the f_ck out of my truck
ay, (?) my bill, getting buff
ay, ratchet on me you get stomped
ay, 6 in the chamber, (?) all you want
how im a demon, the devil my son
they tryna rat me, i send them back, run
pull up the party i let out my gun
(83)
[911 call and reversed chucky laugh]
[verse 2: k!ll stacy]
i cannot f_ck with the chase and the (?) get the fade catch a case
and i lay
low is a b_tch, the dark (?) shave
but i ain’t got no chance to go try on you lames
boy, playing no games with these p_ssies im hittin’
still playing these games on these p_ssies im gettin’
and these b_tches play games
im addicted to winnin’, addicted to spinnin’, and (?) livin’
don’t got no chance
shawty just (?) like a (?) leave you wet as my neck
b_tch
don’t got respect
(?) up on my (?), leave you dead
sh_t
im at the tip_top, no i can’t tip toe
b_tch i stay ten toes
still hittin’ kick do’
(?) your sh_t, but this drum got a (?)
n_ggas talk sh_t but i know that they b_tch though
b_tch im nitty gritty pretty with that semi
p_ssy hit your (?) make a n_gga leave a city
(?) dizzy
hit em’ with glock i know that n_gga finna (?)
give a b_tch some d_ck (?) i know she finna (?)
i don’t need to k!llers but them k!llers comin with me
said i take your life, he said “like really n_gga really?”
said i take your life, he said “like really n_gga really?”
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