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03 greedo – built like me testo

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[intro]
yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
03 (yeah)
kodak black
we got real troopers out there (yeah)
don’t get caught wit lil weird n+ggas not built like me (yeah)
ya feel me?
get it on your own, get it how you live n+gga
them yo kids man (yeah)

[chorus]
these n+ggas ain’t built like me (yeah yeah)
these n+ggas don’t keep it real like me (yeah yeah)
f+ck n+ggas ain’t down to k!ll like me (yeah yeah)
oh they don’t feel me, all of sudden want to feel like me (me)
these n+ggas ain’t built like me (built like me)
these n+ggas don’t keep it real like me (real like me)
f+ck n+ggas ain’t down to k!ll like me
oh they don’t feel me, all of sudden want to feel like me (uh)

[verse 1]
bust that prada down, my shooter roll the weed (macmilly)
one hand on the wheel, one hand holding the heat (it’s on my family)
n+ggas used to laugh at me, i was walking on my feet’s (why)
i still had them bad b+tches, used to buy me all my sneaks (ay)
some hoes walked past me, used to say i was a creep (ay)
so i copywrote that sh+t and made a label with some beats (ay)
did this sh+t all by myself, this how you make it out the streets
i’m not a b+tch, a snitch, a hoe, you couldn’t make it out of me
my lil hottie count blue hundreds, poo poo won the lottery (ooh)
i ain’t trippin if you f+ckin, just don’t ever lie to me (the way i do)
yeah i know i’m a lil crazy, like my daddy used to be
every time i’m getting fly, i be like daddy rest in peace (ay)
he in the mirror, and i swear to god he watching over me
i’m a real street n+gga, i make all of y’all look weak (everybody weak)
03, every time i say my name i bang my streets (grape street)
whatcha done for my lil homies, boy f+ck whatcha done for me
i ain’t trippin (oh)
[chorus]
these n+ggas ain’t built like me (on my crippin)
these n+ggas don’t keep it real like me (on my pimpin)
f+ck n+ggas ain’t down to k!ll like me (yeah yeah)
oh they don’t feel me, all of sudden want to feel like me (ay ay feel like me)
these n+ggas ain’t built like me (built like me)
these n+ggas don’t keep it real like me (real like me)
f+ck n+ggas ain’t down to k!ll like me (nah)
oh they don’t feel me, all of sudden want to feel like me (uh)

[verse 2]
my lil n+gga weigh 130 keep it g (free da mob)
only reason this m40 couldn’t heat (that’s on god)
free my lil brother, gotta free my fucca flea (free da mob)
no i don’t want these nasty hoes, gon’ get them far from me
b+tch i’m 100, you can put your trust in me (put your trust)
b+tch i’m 3hunna, but don’t rap with chief keef (shoutout 4)
but if i met him, i’d go platinum with chief keef
the projects in me might go platinum with the t++th (yeah yeah)
f+ck it go gold, match the logo on my piece (golden grenade)
that’s my company, f+ck with the faculty (golden grenade)
that gold grenade like that lil tank on master p
i’m like birdman but this a g, this ain’t a b
on my crippin (crippin)

[chorus]
these n+ggas ain’t built like me (no)
these n+ggas don’t keep it real like me (they don’t keep it real)
f+ck n+ggas ain’t down to k!ll like me (they ain’t k!ll)
oh they don’t feel me, all of sudden want to feel like me (oh)
these n+ggas ain’t built like me (built like me)
these n+ggas don’t keep it real like me (real like me)
f+ck n+ggas ain’t down to k!ll like me
oh they don’t feel me, all of sudden want to feel like me

- 03 greedo testo

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