Problem, 03 Greedo - Put It Down lyrics
[Problem, 03 Greedo - Put It Down lyrics]
Wait, hold up, I'm finna turn this bitch up
Ayy
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 niggas hate him
He can give two fucks
None them niggas 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 dicks on they cocks, yeah
Maybach, Benz, yeah
Shinin', yeah, blindin' up your lens, yeah
Saks with two twins
I done blew enough years at them bitches
Both for sure finna let me
Fuck 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 motherfuckin’ 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?
Fuck that, ayy, baby ayy, let me pull up
And hit you with designer dick
That kind when I slide inside
It realign your shit
That, "You ain’t seen in two weeks
I gotta find this" dick
That, "So good, I fuck you
With your baby mama" dick, on God
Hit Bird like, "What you on?" He like
"I'm boolin'"
S2 droppin', Diamond Lane the movement
Twin coupe racin' with my bitch on the 405
354, Diamond Lane, realest crew alive
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
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 shit that I done been through
Losin' homies, duckin' feds
What the fuck 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 nigga 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
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 nigga 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
I ain't never ran from no nigga in my life
I just need a hundred fuckin'
Mil' 'fore I die triple that
Need three hundred mil' 'fore I die
Triple that
Need nine hundred mil' 'fore I die
Ayy
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 niggas hate him
He can give two fucks
None them niggas 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 dicks on they cocks, yeah
Maybach, Benz, yeah
Shinin', yeah, blindin' up your lens, yeah
Saks with two twins
I done blew enough years at them bitches
Both for sure finna let me
Fuck 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 motherfuckin’ 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?
Fuck that, ayy, baby ayy, let me pull up
And hit you with designer dick
That kind when I slide inside
It realign your shit
That, "You ain’t seen in two weeks
I gotta find this" dick
That, "So good, I fuck you
With your baby mama" dick, on God
Hit Bird like, "What you on?" He like
"I'm boolin'"
S2 droppin', Diamond Lane the movement
Twin coupe racin' with my bitch on the 405
354, Diamond Lane, realest crew alive
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
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 shit that I done been through
Losin' homies, duckin' feds
What the fuck 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 nigga 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
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 nigga 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
I ain't never ran from no nigga in my life
I just need a hundred fuckin'
Mil' 'fore I die triple that
Need three hundred mil' 'fore I die
Triple that
Need nine hundred mil' 'fore I die