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83hades - terror lyrics

[intro]
someone tell these p_ssy ass lil’ kids to leave me alone
ah_ha, 83
(83)
(d_mn, kc)

[verse 1]
do_do_don’t try and test me, they know what i’m tuckin’
told me “don’t come here”, well guess who is coming
i_i’m selling work on yo block, i ain’t budgin’
i picked up some sh_t that can’t fit in yo’ budget
when i came out the womb, i was born to be hustling
i got my demons with me and they thuggin’
i just rob yo’ boy if i need a quick hunnid
i_i got these diamonds on me and they stuntin’
i ain’t into talkin’ girl, i’m into f_cking
show me that p_ssy, what you got in that luggage?
watch who you pushin’, this sh_t could get ugly
and we like to torture, you die if you lucky
you feel the drip in your throat with that yucky
they_they tried to take me and i shot his cuzzy
she gave me brain, shawty like to study
doggystyle, i turn a b_tch to a puppy
he was a square, now there’s circles his tummy (spongebob)
twenty_nine holes in his body like spongebob
posted with pumpken, he shaking his dreadlocks
welcome to subway, she taking this foot long
got the rap game in a muhf_ckin’ headlock
b_tch [?], make peoples head rock
yes uh, come here lil’ b_tch, give me that cheddah
i brought my fella, walk in this b_tch with baretta’s
[verse 2]
you_you_you all sound the same, you sound like some chump
i pull up the function, i’m letting it thump
don’t load up the clip if you not gon’ dump
your shawty a hoe, she f_ck me right there
my shawty a demon, you can see in her stare
and i got the beams, b_tch i let them glare
these muhf_ckin’ f_ggots be painting they hair
and you playing stupid, think we playing fair
like send the address, i pull up, i’m there
shoutout to texas, you know that we rvr3
blo_blow a band on a stripper, i don’t even care
my choppa name ric, cause it got the flair
i’m going in deep, yeah i put it in bare
i’m f_cking her good, yeah that p_ssy get teared
my belt got two g’s and it’s holding a glock
do not move too quick, if you do, you get shot
i_i_i keep an iron, b_tch [?]
an_and i bring the static, it got you in shock
like “what do you need?, bet i got it in stock”
i pull out the yopper and it got a stock
think that it’s hurting, she tell me to stop
fu_fu_f_ck all that talking, you know we can squab
i pull up the function, you know i’m with squad
i’m all in yo’ mother and i’m in yo’ broad
i pull up the building with squad and we bangin’
he lame, he ain’t hangin
don’t approach me, i’m dangerous
i ride with them bangers, fl!ck chop with my fingers
he think that he gangster
i can’t control anger
i’m armed and i’m dangerous
we leaving no traces
i fill ’em with led then he getting erased
[?], no they not in my pace
i promise i’m spending, they not in my pay
i_i’m ceo, i give myself a raise
might shoot out of hondas but pull up in wraith’s
like look what i’m whippin’, you don’t wanna race
i’m dressed in designer, you dressed in that fake
all they can say is something bout my race, y’all are some p_ssies like say it my face
[break]
i’m off this b_tch
sike, nah, run it back real quick, hol’ up (ha_ha)

[verse 3]
i_i got fishscale, shawty i got cocaine
coke in my nose, all i smell is the propane
r_v_r_3, we don’t f_ck with no joking
said she want the tip, i’ma let her have the whole thing
i_i_i’m the motherf_cking devil, don’t f_ck with me, uh
got_got me spending little b_tch, i am in fendi, uh
semi tucked, b_tch i got the remi, uh
demon head_spin, uh, got my weapon, uh
but i’m heaven sent, uh, you irrelevant, uh
why’d you try to fight?, aye, i’ma grab my knife, aye
shawty takin pipe, aye, he might lose his life, aye
i’m f_ck her ri_aye
b_tch, we moving pints in
i ain’t into fightin’
and they sayin’ that he missin’, wait til someone finds him
and i’m not playin’ round when i say i get it in
when i walk into a mall, all i do is f_cking spend
and it’s murder anybody just like i’m a texan
fuc_f_ck all these f_ckin’ rappers, all they do is text it
why you tryna f_ckin’ press me?
bullets gonna press him in
you don’t even get to speak if you don’t got no presidents
i don’t care bout no b_tches, they don’t have no relevance
turn this sh_t to the olympics, and i jump over the fence
man, i really keep my digit on my motherf_cking hip
if you wanna come and get it, i’ma do another zip
f_ck your lil shawty, rob your boyfriend, i’m the kingpin
money on my ears, can’t hear what they sayin’
movin’ all them beans, going in and out the bas_m_nt
d_gg_n’ on that b_tch, you know that i’m slayin’
like who can match my energy?
f_ck rap friends and f_ck rap enemies (f_ck ’em)
if you ain’t my brother, then you isn’t sh_t to me (f_ck ’em)
take his ass to class, i’ma turn him into history (f_ck ’em)
eerht ythgie

- 83hades lyrics

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