lirik lagu problem - put it down
[intro: problem]
wait, hold up, i’m finna turn this b-tch up, ayy
[verse 1: problem]
i done beefed with the best of ’em
balled on the rest of ’em
never hit the ground when the chach made a mess of ’em
la sets love him, lot of rap n-ggas hate him
he can give two f-cks, none them n-ggas helped make him
boys in the hood, ice cube out the county
got grapes hittin’ rickies like that shotgun in the alley, wait
left me and my relly bro, we always got a plot
big mops for the opps and big d-cks on they c-cks, yeah
maybach, benz, yeah
shinin’, yeah, blindin’ up your lens, yeah
saks with two twins, i done blew enough years at them b-tches
both for sure finna let me f-ck them and they friends, yeah
compton, we don’t care, yeah
you ain’t with the business, why you stand here, partner?
look up in these eyes, ain’t no fear here, partner
look up in these eyes, ain’t no fear here, partner
(we need your sauce, p, oh, we need your sauce)
call my mama though, i don’t do that talkin’ much
did it in the streets, man, y’all only sellin’ online like offerup
labels, you want a piece of this? then you better get your motherf-ckin’ offers up (on god)
’cause last time, i don’t think we really charged enough
one, two million
like each one of my plaques say like one, two million
bruh, i’m still a lottery pick like i want two million, get it?
f-ck that, ayy, baby
ayy, let me pull up, and hit you with designer d-ck
that kind when i slide inside, it realign your sh-t
that, “you ain’t seen in two weeks, i gotta find this” d-ck
that, “so good, i f-ck you with your baby mama” d-ck, on god
hit bird like, “what you on?” he like, “i’m boolin'”
s2 droppin’, diamond lane the movement
twin coupe racin’ with my b-tch on the 405
354, diamond lane, realest crew alive
[chorus: problem & 03 greedo]
put it down, put it down (ayy)
put it, put it down, put it down
put it, put it down, put it down, put it down
every time i slide through
put it down, put it down
put it, put it down, put it down
put it (put it down), put it down, put it down, put it down
every time i slide through
[verse 2: problem & 03 greedo]
i gotta put it down, every time i slide through
he love his baby mama but that’s my boo
’cause i get the mils fast like a drive-thru
god bless me (hachoo)
another drug, another drank, ain’t no tellin’ what i might do
’cause all that sh-t that i done been through
losin’ homies, duckin’ feds, what the f-ck did i get into? (oh lord)
that’s why i pray every day, and every night
it’s so much goin’ through my head tonight
a real n-gga need some head tonight
i’m like (oh lord)
every day i’m livin’ on the edge
lookin’ down at my haters, feet on the ledge, yeah
i bust a nut and then i go to bed
while baby rub my head, you know i
[chorus: problem & 03 greedo]
put it down, put it down
put it, put it down, put it down
put it, put it down, put it down, put it down (a n-gga put it down)
every time i slide through
put it down, put it down
put it, put it down, put it down
put it, put it down, put it down, put it down
yeah, every time i slide through
[outro: problem]
i ain’t never ran from no n-gga in my life
i just need a hundred f-ckin’ mil’ ‘fore i die
triple that, need three hundred mil’ ‘fore i die
triple that, need nine hundred mil’ ‘fore i die
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