83HADES - OFF DA BLOCK
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{Verse 1: 83HADES}
It's 83 (?...) off the block
Got me a weapon put bands in my rocks
(?...) the door
Straight through the lock
Put him on a shirt
Now he chillin up with god
Imma already dead chillin with the devil bruh
Rob this pussy like a cat
(?...) with the strap
Put the (?...) to his back
Plottin I’m so evil ay
Your whole face is see through ay
Now we got the lethal ay
{Verse 2: UNOFROMPLUTO}
Yuh ay yuh
You can catch me at the store
I just went poured up a 4
Yo bitch can come give me throat
All of you niggas are bitches
I can tell the way you (?...)
I can tell the way that bitches (?...)
Cause she don't (?...) the drum
Di-dee-dum-dum on your block
I just pulled up with a Glock
Niggas they do talk too much
I tell my (?...)
(?...)
I just (?...)
All of you niggas are dumb
You can get shot in the back
{Verse 3: .223Jerm}
That's my pistol it go clap
If a nigga gonna try me then you know that he get wacked
I’m just with my fuckin goonies know that nigga gone get jacked
I don't really give a fuck Gucci Louis Vuitton bag
Gucci shades all up in my face
That nigga talkin stupid tay k the race
I caught the case but I just beat that shit
I fucked that bitch 3 times I take a trip
On the flight on the low
With the grams smokin zones
If a nigga wanna try me like a bitch he get owned
Fuck all that stupid shit diamonds all froze
Niggas gone try me that nigga a hoe
{Verse 1: 83HADES}
It's 83 (?...) off the block
Got me a weapon put bands in my rocks
(?...) the door
Straight through the lock
Put him on a shirt
Now he chillin up with god
Imma already dead chillin with the devil bruh
Rob this pussy like a cat
(?...) with the strap
Put the (?...) to his back
Plottin I’m so evil ay
Your whole face is see through ay
Now we got the lethal ay
{Verse 2: UNOFROMPLUTO}
Yuh ay yuh
You can catch me at the store
I just went poured up a 4
Yo bitch can come give me throat
All of you niggas are bitches
I can tell the way you (?...)
I can tell the way that bitches (?...)
Cause she don't (?...) the drum
Di-dee-dum-dum on your block
I just pulled up with a Glock
Niggas they do talk too much
I tell my (?...)
(?...)
I just (?...)
All of you niggas are dumb
You can get shot in the back
{Verse 3: .223Jerm}
That's my pistol it go clap
If a nigga gonna try me then you know that he get wacked
I’m just with my fuckin goonies know that nigga gone get jacked
I don't really give a fuck Gucci Louis Vuitton bag
Gucci shades all up in my face
That nigga talkin stupid tay k the race
I caught the case but I just beat that shit
I fucked that bitch 3 times I take a trip
On the flight on the low
With the grams smokin zones
If a nigga wanna try me like a bitch he get owned
Fuck all that stupid shit diamonds all froze
Niggas gone try me that nigga a hoe