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lirik lagu 03 greedo – lay a nigga down

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[intro]
03
purple summer
ron-ron do that sh-t
we ridin’, we ridin’, we ridin’, we ridin’

[chorus]
i’ma lay a n-gga down, four hundred pounds
straight up out the jordan downs, i got a hundred rounds
drummer gang, a hundred sh-ll cases hit the ground
there go the peoples at the door, be quiet, don’t make a sound

[verse]
throw your hood up for who put up and who restin’ in peace
sellin’ water to the mexicans, we don’t have a beef
marijuana, i been blessing n-ggas with ot
and when you sellin’ kilos, gotta stay lowkey
i got homies sharin’ baby mamas, rollin’ the weed
purple summer, 03 the new 400 degreez
i feel like ron-ron the producer just like manny to me
f-ck them evil -ss b-tches steady p-ssin’ the weed
what you need b-tch? you need a project n-gga
drummer gang sh-t, everybody pullin’ triggers
enemies might f-ck your b-tch and lock up with your sister
i’ma be the first real n-gga with a fisker
don’t trust her, don’t trust sh-t
he swear he mafia but he be on some f-ck sh-t
i might shoot you from a rental or a bucket
hate on n-ggas, when you see ’em, switch the subject
tired of rappers tryna hit the hood and take a pic
wanna come out to the jungle and not get bit
the other day i hit sweet lady with that donkey d-ck
don’t you pop it b-tch, f-ck it, pop that p-ssy
f-ck it, smokin’ cookies, f-ck central booking
when 03 be in the projects, everybody looking
never nook it, they can’t wait ’til n-gga’s life get tooken
i’m from where my peoples crazy and the cops is crooked

[chorus]
i’ma lay a n-gga down, four hundred pounds
straight up out the jordan downs, i got a hundred rounds
drummer gang, a hundred sh-ll cases hit the ground
there go the peoples at the door, be quiet, don’t make a sound

[bridge]
be quiet, tonight is the night that we ride
pull up in the hood and see choppers inside
you need a project n-gga
be quiet, tonight is the night that we ride
pull up in the hood and see choppers inside
be quiet, all of my drummers, they be firin’

[chorus]
i’ma lay a n-gga down, four hundred pounds
straight up out the jordan downs, i got a hundred rounds
drummer gang, a hundred sh-ll cases hit the ground
there go the peoples at the door, be quiet, don’t make a sound