letra de big gang - 03 greedo
[intro]
i got hitters in the cut
i ain’t worried, i ain’t worried
03, yeah
(d-mn, my bad)
[chorus]
big gang i ain’t worried ’bout nothin’
hitta’s in the cut, can’t wait to dust somethin’
big gang i ain’t worried ’bout nothin’
hundred rounds go off everybody start duckin’
big gang i ain’t worried ’bout nothin’
n-ggas swearin’ that they steppa’s ’til we make ’em start runnin’
big gang i ain’t worried ’bout nothin’
twenty k!lla’s ’round me, we ain’t doin’ no tustlin’
hitta’s in the cut, hitta’s in the cut (let it, let it heat)
big gang i ain’t worried ’bout nothin’
big gang i ain’t worried ’bout nothin’
[verse 1]
hey let fire, let it bang ’til it cl!ck
b-ttons on the glock for every n-gga that i switch
tension on my side, we seen cousin k!llin’ crip
catch him slippin’ when we slidе, you get drilled off the rip
camе by myself, see how soon n-ggas forget
ask the ones that know me, i been shootin’ since a kid
i done made it to the top, that don’t mean i ain’t gon’ pop
even more paranoid, now i got the hood hot
bounce around, town to town, still ain’t never hood hop
i ain’t say it, but they say i’m california guwop
oh oh ooh, chop it down in my coupe
n-ggas thought i wouldn’t come through
tighten up now that i’m [?]
03, my first name, my street i done got in too deep
bet you can’t do it like me
i mean who gon’ take that time on they hand? feel me?
a n-gga on top of the world, just got a deal
still keepin’ it real, you n-ggas gon’ squeel
you could not be me, it’s only one 03 ya dig?
[chorus]
big gang i ain’t worried ’bout nothin’
hitta’s in the cut, can’t wait to dust somethin’
big gang i ain’t worried ’bout nothin’
hundred rounds go off everybody start duckin’
big gang i ain’t worried ’bout nothin’
n-ggas swearin’ that they steppa’s ’til we make ’em start runnin’
big gang i ain’t worried ’bout nothin’
twenty k!lla’s ’round me, we ain’t doin’ no tustlin’
hitta’s in the cut, hitta’s in the cut (let it, let it heat)
big gang i ain’t worried ’bout nothin’
big gang i ain’t worried ’bout nothin’
(let it heat)
[verse 2]
i got homies who don’t wanna be on camera
buildin’ new sh-t in the hood
but we the ones who got the hammers
break a brick down like construction doin’ damage
[?] drip from the [?], can’t stand it
could of
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