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• Artiste: 03 Greedo
• Titre: Millitant Pt. 2
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Make 'em say oh Make 'em say oh (Helluva made this beat, baby) Hundred steppers with me, soldiered down, you know we militant You know we really killin' shit, fuck 'round and get your head cracked Hundred steppers with me, soldiered down, you know we militant (Make 'em say oh) Hundred steppers with me, soldiered down, you know we militant You know we really killin' shit, fuck 'round and get your head cracked (Say oh) Hundred steppеrs with me (Ooh) We the nеw No Limit, Master 03 In a bulletproof tank, don't approach me Got more drugs, run it back like I'm Mystikal Go ahead, shake it fast, let's get physical I'm gon' take you out, it's gon' be fancy Take you out the house, we dirty dancing I can't leave without the glizzy handy Never nothin' sweet, but Greedy sittin' on candy Project nigga, bum bitches can't stand me How you claim you rich and you ain't take care of your family? I ain't talkin' dollars and the sons, where my partners with the guns that a nigga really trust if shit go down? Said she want a real nigga who gon' drop shit, make her drop her panties I don't use a condom, but I travel with a Plan B I'm the nigga with the product like I'm Percy Miller I'ma ball and bang hard like I'm Mercy Miller Hundred steppers with me, soldiered down, you know we militant You know we really killin' shit, fuck 'round and get your head cracked Hundred steppers with me, soldiered down, you know we militant (Make 'em say oh) Hundred steppers with me, soldiered down, you know we militant You know we really killin' shit, fuck 'round and get your head cracked (Say oh) Hundred steppers with me (Ooh) Yeah, bulletproof truck, I'm slidin' and glidin' (Yeah) Her feet kicked up while I'm out an island (Let's go) I can get a nigga touched, it don't bother my conscience (Nah) Go and sleep like a baby, Johnson & Johnson (Uh) Five-thousand-dollar outfit (Yop) Rock it once and never touch it again, that shit nonsense (That shit crazy) I got clothes I ain't wore still in the boxes (No caps) I got racks I'll never see like Jimmy Hopkins (Real) We can meet up at the dealership, let's get it poppin' (Let's go) Uber to the lot, pull off, drop the top (Uh-huh) Where my cup? Thousand-dollar pop, still sippin' Wock' (Wock') Turnt up, came from sellin' rocks, we'll never stop (We'll never stop) In my bag right now, this for Tizzle, this for Mop (Nigga) This for Soda, broke my heart, I seen my nigga slumped over Chain swingin' on my left and right, that's a cold shoulder (Yeah) That's why we movin' militant until the day it's all over, nigga (It's all over, nigga, uh-huh) Nigga lucky, you would think I got a clover with me (Facts) Went and spent a couple extra on a motor, nigga (Let's go) Car so fast, police scared to get closer, nigga (Yeah) We the brand-new No Limit Soldiers, nigga (Free C Murder, nigga) Yeah, rich and dangerous, nah, they can't control us, nigga (Nah, nah), yeah