
03 greedo - hurtin lyrics
[chorus: 03 greedo]
[?] perc, ’cause my trunk hurtin
i put two drugs in my maybach [?] currten
i’m staying sober, my chauffeur seem like he drunk swerving
they call my circle drummer gang, like we be gun serving
we serving bass, all of us bang [?] don’t know ’bout no murders
too rich for beef, b+tch, that’s on [?] i don’t eat no burgers
i’m in my bag, but your lil b+tch, she won’t get no birkan
she looking for some [?], but i’m gon’ leave her troat hurten
[verse 1: 03 greedo]
it ain’t no t’s in here, i’m grape, ain’t no [?] in here
i had to get back on that rap, it ain’t no singing here
she say i’m teasing [?] this whip ain’t got no keys in here
and she just wanna ridе that b+tch, [?] some cheese in herе
a.p. pay for itself, 200 k on the necklace, n+gga
i ain’t even [?] i’m still riding here wreckless, n+gga
southern cali, i’m god
i start getting high when i’m in texas, n+gga
h+ll na, we can’t talk sh+t, y’all stop arguing in my texts, n+gga
[chorus: 03 greedo]
[?] perc, ’cause my trunk hurtin
i put two drugs in my maybach [?] currten
i’m staying sober, my chauffeur seem like he drunk swerving
they call my circle drummer gang, like we be gun serving
we serving bass, all of us bang [?] don’t know ’bout no murders
too rich for beef, b+tch, that’s on [?] i don’t eat no burgers
i’m in my bag, but your lil b+tch, she won’t get no birkan
she looking for some [?], but i’m gon’ leave her troat hurten
[verse 2: icewear vezzo]
[?] show they hand, them boys done fold again
came through poles in hand, b+tch, we gon’ win, we up that score again
i take percasets, and i sip mud til i can’t pour again
sino steppers, [?] detroit look like death ro again
i got [?] wrist freeze, [?] see i’m lit
sh+t too easy, take his work [?]
she pop a bar to eat my d+ck
i [?] ho n+ggas, my opps done turned to [?]
we got rich, i up glizzys, it got switch
hit his dreads, and he got [?]
n+gga
[chorus: 03 greedo]
[?] perc, ’cause my trunk hurtin
i put two drugs in my maybach [?] currten
i’m staying sober, my chauffeur seem like he drunk swerving
they call my circle drummer gang, like we be gun serving
we serving bass, all of us bang [?] don’t know ’bout no murders
too rich for beef, b+tch, that’s on [?] i don’t eat no burgers
i’m in my bag, but your lil b+tch, she won’t get no birkan
she looking for some [?], but i’m gon’ leave her troat hurten
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