300 Spartans

[Verse 1: Derez De'Shon]

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

I need a healthy free bag (brr)

Diamonds playing freeze tag (brr)

Pussy nigga I bleed swag (squa)

Shout to Reese, I don't fuck with niggas, I'm 300

They ask where I been at? bitch I been getting money

[Chorus: Sy Ari Da Kid]

I said 300 niggas, 300 G's

Promoters can't stand us, we show up 300 deep

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

Feel like 300 Spartans, stomping with 600 feet

[Post-Chorus: 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 niggas leasing apartments

People are talking, saying I'm tripping

I murder him, kill him, then pee on his coffin

Barking, Sy Ari  fuck 'em then leave 'em

They treat him like he Mr. Marcus

[Verse 3: Translee]

Mafio, Ma-Mafio, no patience for sloppy hoes

Translee checking in, checking in like the lobby floor

I sign by the X, and get them O's, tha-that's a kiss

People that just don't give a fuck

Tha-tha-tha-that's my niche, woo

[Verse 4: Verse Simmonds]

My niggas rolling 'round with a fully automatic illmatic, goddamn it

If your bitch 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 bitch trait

I'm too real, you too fake, I got two guns for that toothache

[Verse 5: Que]

My squad full of young niggas

Drug dealers, Thunder Cats

Chopper punk a nigga like Ashton Kutcher

Make a nigga dip like a running back

Pop up on you like a instant message

Clapping shit, no jumping jacks

My niggas like me, I done made this shit clear

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

[Chorus: Sy Ari Da Kid]

I said 300 niggas, 300 G's

Promoters can't stand us, we show up 300 deep

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

Feel like 300 Spartans, stomping with 600 feet

[Post-Chorus: 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 Gang niggas yell squad

K Camp screaming link up

300 niggas, that's 300 motherfuckers

Trying to get it in by the trucks

I'm a hot young nigga that'll take your bitch

Too fly, I can land on a cloud

Money on me, your ho on me now

Too turnt and I can't turn down, wassup

[Verse 7: Stuey Rock]

See I got 300 niggas, that mean it's 600 pistols

And if you run up, start talking shit, we gon' let them things hit you, naw

Ain't gotta be no issue, them things gon' let loose

Them bullets get to barking and biting, pitbulls 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, LA Gears

I'm going in like close contractions

Get the picture, emoji

I rap but I had that sack first

Pussy nigga don't play with me

I am live spelled backwards

[Verse 9: Jose Guapo]

If a nigga want his issue, he can get it quick

Know my niggas got them choppers, they pull up with them sticks

And his bitch, it's lit, now we going hard

I'll fuck your broad, Guapo fucking with the squad

[Chorus: Sy Ari Da Kid]

I said 300 niggas, 300 G's

Promoters can't stand us, we show up 300 deep

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

Feel like 300 Spartans, stomping with 600 feet

[Post-Chorus: 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 nigga, ain't no talking

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

Chaz Gotti, I'ma finish what Slim Dunkin started

[Verse 11: BoDeal]

Look, Killer Clan, Brick Squad, everybody know me (Bo)

I be scrapping niggas lowkey (Bo), it's that Chi hitter Bo D

If you want beef I got that, these niggas with me OC

If I nod, they popping that heat

But they don't really need it, cold D, Bo

[Verse 12: Bambino Gold]

Ran through 300 packs (money), in 300 minutes

Bambino got a sack, and I love to spend it

I'm my own boss, capo, and lieutenant

Great product, trap star, bitch I'm winnin'

[Verse 13: Dae Dae]

I'm squading up (squad), y'all niggas' time is up (turn up)

Stevie Wonder with that chopper, bitch I'm blind as fuck

Put them lighters in the air, one time for Dunk (Pedro)

DG got them applications, sign 'em up

[Verse 14: Doe Boy]

300 niggas, that's 300 triggers

Y'all got 300 niggas, but y'all got like zero killers

We pull up with them pistols, my niggas shoot, they won't miss him

Disrespect, we gon' kill him (you think I'm playing?)

Pop a bean and forget him

[Post-Chorus: Sy Ari Da 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 dollars, built this shit from the ground

Took 'bout 300 days, I'm trying to turn up my town

Nigga be cool, but you don't want problems

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

New A-Town, and my nigga James, shit real

Don't believe me, just watch

[Verse 16: Issa]

Okay it's FYB, pulled up 300 deep

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

Don't fuck with industry niggas, I fuck with in the street niggas

And I need me a shrink, I'm fucked up mentally nigga

[Verse 17: John John Da Don]

300 niggas, we 300 deep

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

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]

I said them bitch niggas be hiding, but real niggas move in silence

Got 300 killers, 300 pistols, better know my niggas be wildin'

And every one around me solid, no flawed niggas in my circle

Stay true is the code we follow, only move if it's 'bout them dollars

[Chorus: Sy Ari Da Kid]

I said 300 niggas, 300 G's

Promoters can't stand us, we show up 300 deep

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

Feel like 300 Spartans, stomping with 600 feet

[Post-Chorus: Sy Ari Da Kid]

Squad up! squad, squad

Squad up! squad, squad

Squad up! squad, squad

Squad up! squad, squad

[Verse 19: Offset]

No solider but I got troops

A whole bunch goons on the roof, they gon' shoot

Cut the top off the head, just like a coupe

What you wanna do? we can fight, we can shoot

Shit get nasty, wrap 'em in the plastic

Throw him in the trash, now the nigga looking trashy

Whole clique full of shooters, just like the Mavericks

We don't give a fuck, put a nigga in the casket

[Verse 20: Quavo]

Extendo longer than a ruler, all my niggas, they shooters

Place your order in Bermuda, I got more keys than a computer

Don't move wrong, he might shoot ya, my team ballin' like Buddha

31 in the clip, Reggie Miller, put you in the lake, no timber

[Verse 21: Takeoff]

300 like Chief Keef, squad up if you want beef

I'ma tell you like the OG told me

Migo plugged, stay strapped in the street

When I go to war like Spartans, hit 'em with the carbon

And I keep the strap like Marvin the Martian

Gas and the Glock in the glove compartment

Free Westside, 'til then fuck the sergeant

[Verse 22: Tabius Tate]

Okay I'm 300, million

One more shot, free Meech nigga

Rap game in a chokehold like, go to sleep nigga

Started from the bottom, now we here motherfucker

We some real motherfuckers, and I be hood Dre

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

I'm a fresh price, and I fill banks

[Verse 23: Zuse]

(Look, look)

Four-fours and big Glocks, kush, coke, and ziplocs

Young God gon' drip drop, and big rocks, see the big watch

Dope time, nigga tick tock, flip flop, get a big shot

Dumb nigga got a waiver, flexin' like a big shot

[Verse 24: Kidd Kidd]

G-Unit all on my back nigga, I move weight like a fat nigga

N O may Zan nigga, throw my set up like bad dinner

Ask yo ho, I'm that nigga, Kidd Kidd kidnap niggas

Get 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 shit once, and I don't repeat it

Sweden in that BM, ten 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 east side nigga Jacquees

In the coupe, probably doing top speed

Got your girl then she probably on her knees

She twenty-five, but I'm only nineteen

Get down, get down, this young nigga bout to blow

I can earn my stripes, so that they already know

[Verse 27: Jace]

Chopper make it sound like Compton

Potato on the tip like condoms

Calculator clip, they don't want no problem

Four five just like a pill, might pop 'em, uh

Youngins that'll shoot you for a hoodie

Call the 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, nigga

[Outro: Flex Knox]

Ohhh, yes yes

You just experienced wrath of the titans, monsters unite

And it went down heavy, heavy, heavy, rah

(Squad up)