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03 greedo - bacc to bacc كلمات الأغنية

[intro: 03 greedo]
03, ayy
drummer gang in this thang, make it bang
choppa, i don’t need no aim (matt brick$)
sob x rbe in this b-tch
yhung t.o. and 03 in this sh-t
ron ron do that sh-t, beat boy taught me

[verse 1: 03 greedo]
gucci penny loafers to my big blue faces
i’ma keep it packed like the gucci suitcases
crippin’, but i stay away from chubby shoelaces
hit his -ss once, but he bled in two places
rosé everything, got expensive taste, b-tch
“how you clean your ice?” b-tch, i use toothpaste
that baby faced baby loc, baby sit in paper
child support? yeah, right, my bm gettin’ payments

[verse 2: yhung t.o]
young n-gga got rich and i ain’t looked back since
i got diamonds in my mouth, i got clips on clips
i got sauce, might drip, i got straps like t.i.p
i got shooters on call, them n-ggas shoot, don’t miss
i got times i quit, but them times ain’t sh-t
sent your n-ggas on a skit, don’t get respect for -ssist
i got times when i’m calmin’, most times might trip
all these n-ggas wanna ride and ain’t providin’ a lift

[verse 3: 03 greedo]
buy my b-tch a purse, for my daughter and my shooter
it’s $10,000 for a verse, you won’t show if you a loser
yeah maybe you is real, but a p-ssy introduce us
if i feel that you is real, i might just do it off the strength
a n-gga, bossman, ice man, buzzin’
she creep up like a wolf, i make a howlin’ sound, she bust it
godd-mn, we just friends, f-ck it
that p-ssy got me hooked so i might make her be my woman

[verse 4: yhung t.o]
got some n-ggas that’ll slide if he dubbin’ this b-tch
love’ll get you k!lled, and you lovin’ that b-tch
if i had to make a choice, i’d make a n-gga strip
i need money, every dollar, every chain in this b-tch, n-gga
f-ck fame, all my n-ggas gettin’ paid
and these n-ggas don’t want smoke, all these n-ggas gettin’ saved
n-ggas talk crazy when they typin’ on that page
i got demons in real life for n-ggas thinkin’ that they brave

[verse 5: 03 greedo]
any side of california, people know i’m very loyal
strap game made me royal, rap game made me spoiled
she doin’ my dreads b-tt-naked with jamaican oils
i’m eatin’ jamaican food and bumpin’ rouges early mornin’
h-lla h-rny, i can’t f-ck a b-tch if her lil’ body bony
she say, “boy, you sleepin’, i’ma teach you” then she hopped up on it
godd-mn, she get it in, i’ma f-ck everybody
i be out here sh-ttin’ on these n-ggas like a port-a-potty

[verse 6: yhung t.o.]
all these diamonds on my neck, i’m the main attraction
i’m that n-gga, settin’ plays like i’m phil jackson
sendin’ shots without no guns, that’s a lil’ backwards
suckers sufferin’ financially, n-ggas twitter trappin’
and you will get your -ss smoked with all that twitter yappin’
i mean like way less talk and more interaction
got some n-ggas i can’t trust that i’m still attached with
know some n-ggas who be actin’ but they really actresses

[verse 7: 03 greedo]
jordan down, project party, turn it to a private party
had to spend the night with shawty, woke up eatin’ calamari
finna cop a white ferrari, smash up on the cops, i’m sorry
blow a bag and cop bvlgari, iphone x, forgot the charger
g*nius, but i’m half-r-t-rded, walkin’ with the mac and target
b-tch, i push a hard bargain, blowin’ on nintendo cartridge
racks, my b-tch on dolly parton, big t-tties
knockin’ at the door, she flodgin’, end up on that milk carton, b-tch n-gga

[verse 8: yhung t.o]
all my n-ggas really demons, get to shootin’ for no reason
catch a sucka tryna slide and have him standin’ where we leave him
and i’m goin’ ‘gainst the odds, but all my hundred dollars even
all my n-ggas with the beefin’, all you n-ggas turn to bleedin’
i don’t even want your b-tch, still i take her for the weekend
i got money on my mind, i know exactly what you thinkin’
i know temptation, and b-tch, you’d be a dumb b-tch to tempt me
i got triggers on these semis, squeezin’ 50 ’til it’s empty, b-tch

- 03 greedo

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