
Blower 03 Greedo (Ft. AD)
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[Intro: 03 Greedo]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: 03 Greedo]
Niggas best beware when we show up
All my niggas carry a blower
You could get your whole block tore up
Thinkin' that we scared 'cause we blew up
Niggas best beware when we show up
All my niggas carry a blower
You could get your whole block tore up
Thinkin' we got scared 'cause we blew up
We got the blowers on us, ayy
We keep the blowers on us, ooh
We got the blowers on us, yeah
We keep the blowers on us, ayy
We keep the blowers on us
[Verse 1: 03 Greedo]
As a kid I was strapped on the bus
All the crips used to call it the cuss
All the crips used to call it the sus
All of these bitches was sus
It ain't a nigga I trust
I'ma pull up and I bust
You know we don't give a fuck
We used to crip walk with our fingers
I never thought I would be singin'
I never thought I would be blingin'
'Cause I was right there like I'm Chingy
I be strapped when I'm walkin' in Neimans
Never ever been a Marcus
Big bag, he stingin'
Got it out the flea market
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: 03 Greedo]
Niggas best beware when we show up
All my niggas carry a blower
You could get your whole block tore up
Thinkin' that we scared 'cause we blew up
Niggas best beware when we show up
All my niggas carry a blower
You could get your whole block tore up
Thinkin' we got scared 'cause we blew up
We got the blowers on us, ayy
We keep the blowers on us, ooh
We got the blowers on us, yeah
We keep the blowers on us, ayy
We keep the blowers on us
[Verse 1: 03 Greedo]
As a kid I was strapped on the bus
All the crips used to call it the cuss
All the crips used to call it the sus
All of these bitches was sus
It ain't a nigga I trust
I'ma pull up and I bust
You know we don't give a fuck
We used to crip walk with our fingers
I never thought I would be singin'
I never thought I would be blingin'
'Cause I was right there like I'm Chingy
I be strapped when I'm walkin' in Neimans
Never ever been a Marcus
Big bag, he stingin'
Got it out the flea market
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