letra de role model - dnyc3 & 03 greedo
03, i’m a n-gga in my hood, turn the voice up
yeah, i’m a n-ggaa in my hood
i’m the n-gga in my hood, peda roll model
now a n-gga in the club, poppin’ gold bottles
i be thinkin’ i’m the man, what you know about it
b-tch, i’m greedy for the bread, get the dough outta her
i’m the n-gga in my hood, peda roll model
now a n-gga in the club, poppin’ gold bottles
i be thinkin’ i’m the man, what you know about it
b-tch, i’m greedy for the bread, get the dough outta her
i’ma beat the thing down for a whole hour
hot s-x, latex in the cold shower
i gotta strap up these days
cause these b-tches act up these days
i’m too afraid
i got to get paid
i got the fame
before i start seeing’ the change
now i got a chain
she givin’ me brain
i don’t know her name
she know me and know i ain’t lame
i’m a n-gga in my set, you know what i rep
sorry, ridin’ with the tech, just for my protect
straight up out the projects with the new patek
that b-tch, tryna flexin somethin
or maybe petite, none of my hoes are petite
you know i’m a freak, she act like a hoe in the streets
but keep it 03 in the streets, that’s my one
my one
she’s rollin’ my blunt
she’s rollin’ my blunt
do what i want
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
03
i’m the n-gga in my hood, peda roll model
now a n-gga in the club, poppin’ gold bottles
i be thinkin’ i’m the man, what you know about it
b-tch, i’m greedy for the bread, get the dough outta her
i’m the n-gga in my hood, peda roll model
now a n-gga in the club, poppin’ gold bottles
i be thinkin’ i’m the man, what you know about it
b-tch, i’m greedy for the bread, get the dough outta her
me and greedy in the game
poppin’ gold bottles
i be thinkin’ i’m the man
yeah, she know about it
to young n-ggas from my hood
we the role models
you might catch me in love
from my whole hottie
baby wanna leave with me
and go full throttle
i just do her how i want
cause i’m really poppin’
baby need a real n-gga
she got no options
i’m that n-gga in my hood
yeah, she know about it
that’s my down-ass b-tch
she gon’ run it up
too much money on my brain
i am not in love
you stick around when i was down
you are not with us
i’m really tired of all these fake n-ggs poppin’ up
i’m with my n-ggas and we hit the city, squaded up
got my brodie in the back, he got the thing tucked
i ain’t never been a n-gga tryna act tough
but he gon’ go for me if you act up
i’m the n-gga in my hood, peda roll model
now a n-gga in the club, poppin’ gold bottles
i be thinkin’ i’m the man, what you know about it
b-tch, i’m greedy for the bread, get the dough outta her
i’m the n-gga in my hood, peda roll model
now a n-gga in the club, poppin’ gold bottles
i be thinkin’ i’m the man, what you know about it
b-tch, i’m greedy for the bread, get the dough outta her
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