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lirik lagu 03 greedo & maxo kream - r.i.c.o

[intro: 03 greedo & maxo kream]
maxo, greedo (kream clicc gang, bang, tgf)
maxo, greedo, uh (hey, hey)
(h~lluva made this beat, baby)
drummer gang (hey)

[chorus: maxo kream & 03 greedo]
how you braggin’ ’bout a self~defense? you caught a free case (cap)
we don’t cook no more, we serve the coke and make ’em freebase (trap)
maxo diddy in my city, walk ’em down for cheesecake (hey)
ridin’ with that scissor k, my baby drac’ a lowercase
ayy, we move packs from state to state (yeah)
i caught a r.i.c.o., had a chico set up for a lower case (what?)
before pooh shiesty, i been grimy, hit a l!ck, ain’t show my face (what?)
i shoot like o~dog, larеnz tate (yeah)
pull up gunnin’, don’t no runnin’, we thе ones that do the chase

[verse 1: 03 greedo]
how you braggin’ ’bout a self~defense? n0body ever seen you step (you a chump, n~gga)
we looked up all your charges, family violence and impeding breath (you just choke b~tches)
how these n~ggas bloods and crips and don’t be with no other sets? (what the f~ck?)
and how you faker than me, you ain’t do sh~t ’bout your brother death? (when it’s up?)
how you fake like you was up a hundred, you still ain’t get ’em slumped or nothin’?
even if you ain’t gon’ shoot, just send a bag, ain’t hard to touch a b~tton
all these trigger~happy lil’ n~ggas slappin’ for a bigger straps and a few pics (just to shine on ’em)
they go slide and it go viral, really use switches to shoot n~ggas
lil’ n~ggas that lay n~ggas just to keep up with that lingo (just to keep up)
got a lil’ n~gga that’s doin’ numbers for pressin’ n~ggas, no key~code
in my hood, they call that greedo mode, ain’t never heard of no beast mode (yeah)
he froze up, it was time to shoot like giannis at that free throw (yeah)
[chorus: maxo kream]
how you braggin’ ’bout a self~defense? you caught a free case (cap)
we don’t cook no more, we serve the coke and make ’em freebase (trap)
maxo diddy in my city, walk ’em down for cheesecake (hey)
ridin’ with that scissor k, my baby drac’ a lowercase
ayy, we move packs from state to state
i caught a r.i.c.o., had a chico set up for a lower case (what?)
before pooh shiesty, i been grimy, hit a l!ck, ain’t show my face (what?)
i shoot like o~dog, larenz tate (yeah)
pull up gunnin’, don’t no runnin’, we the ones that do the chase (bang)

[verse 2: maxo kream]
we do walk~ups and run~downs, we on your ass, can’t run now (baow)
greedo pull up with them drummers, trigga maxo love that gun sound (h~lluva made this beat, baby)
get your whole block spint for a quarter~brick of fent’ (uh~huh)
i ain’t hands on, it’s still gon’ work when maxo send a blitz (maxo)
.556 and .223, stolo h~llcat srt (bang)
black suburban, catch me swervin’, sendin’ shots out suvs
have your cuz drippin’ blood, watch his favorite color drip (woah)
just because he say “cuz,” that don’t mean that he my crip (woah, woah)
actin’ bold, i up this pole, just like a dancer, make him strip (what?)
i treat my chopper like a ho, it got some tits and got some hips (doo~doo~doo~doo)
persona gang murder one, we don’t do attempts (uh~huh)
free thugger, that’s my brother, put lil’ ~~~~ back if he snitch (what?)
pockets swole off the ‘bows, i ain’t have to touch the white (ooh)
put a switchy on my pipe, i’m totin’ twenty~five to life
[verse 3: 03 greedo]
ayy, f~ck it, maxo, grab the wheel, i’m mad for real, finna grab the steel
janky in that jacksonville, all black, he strapped and had the trill
all i know is air sh~t out, heat up like ain’t no air in here
breathin’ by a n~gga trap, two blowers and that vacuum seal
i came to get everything, the syrup ‘bows are safe and sealed
stretch a n~gga out like maybach, s 680 ‘cedes feel
got a feeling for your valentine, i’m breakin’ hearts and breakin’ seals
f~ck with us, you won’t get out like nope, i think i’m jordan peele
i’m standin’ on the block, and, b~tch, by any means, bet i get paid
handlin’ the rock, b~tch, i was meant for up on that oscar stage
i was watchin’ bmf on hulu in my prison cell
co wan’ front me p~ssy and i told that b~tch, “just bring a scale”
told lil’ shawty keep it on the low, and b~tch, we d4l
now a n~gga out, i guess i lied, ’cause we don’t speak for real
virgil abloh finally got replaced at louis v this year
i handle blocks like tommy here so b~tches shouldn’t be for real
hold on, let me watch my mouth, ’cause i don’t want no beef for real
i still be on the road more than them n~ggas with they cdl
twenty keys of hype, my daughter tellin’ me i need to chill
i put on my mink coat and laughed, she tell me, “can you be for real?”
my enemies feel like they got this on, they felt the heat for real
and i don’t do no comedy, but shoot another key & peele
i know why these n~ggas starvin’, ain’t gon’ never see a meal
’cause these n~ggas too high for appetites and they just eatin’ pills
then they copy rapper life, get lucky, and receive a deal
went viral, still end up with nothin’, they just let these people steal
my label better not play with me, on grape street, all my peoples k!ll
f~ck i shouldn’t’ve said that, n~gga, f~ck it, i’ma keep it still
[outro: 03 greedo & maxo kream]
greedo, maxo, maxo, greedo
real n~ggas, we ain’t worried ’bout no f~ckin’ r.i.c.o.
greedo, maxo, maxo, greedo
real n~ggas, we ain’t worried ’bout no f~ckin’ r.i.c.o.
my label better not play with me, on grape street, all my peoples k!ll
free thugger, that’s my brother, put lil’ ~~~~ back if he snitch (what?)
pockets swole off the ‘bows, i ain’t have to touch the white
put a switchy on my pipe, i’m totin’ twenty~five to life

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