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letra de mr. 3000 - nuk

[verse 1]
y-you let your n—– get you in that bag now we gone zip boy
you see me and my n—– with 3 ks but ain’t no pitchfork
a-a-all my clio come thru on the first this sh-t like rent money
ion ever see em with no bread these n—– big funny
every trip i take i’m thinking richer than i did before
extra clips our guns come with attachments like it’s gears of war
they say they hear the trenches when i rap i should be the voice
you can catch us frontline in the field but we ain’t get deployed
these n—– they’ll k!ll for they b-tch but be cuffin sl-ts
yeah i be the first one out the room but leave her 50 bucks
bro could teach you how to double up he stepped on 3 ounces
my n—– call me bernie with the pills i’m mr 3000
tell the opps we buying all this wood can make a treehouse
free bro he in there for possession he got 3 counts
i’m like a caveman in the trap i only need rocks
know some hbs i got pirus and treetops

[chorus]
out in portland unc made 36 he ain’t rasheed wallace
we can tell when all you rappers broke it’s like we read dollars
coachin n—– runnin with the steel they think i’m mike tomlin
all this money i’m an outkast like andre 3000
you still a kid hustle every day and you ain’t seen 80
don’t ever try to short me on a pack cus imma reweigh it
don’t f-ck with you my n—– feel the same we on the same cadence
i be down the way and i got deals like i’m wayne brady
[verse 2]
never catch my b-tches outta line my b-tches know they place
gary did the ice he got us lookin like it’s oceans 8
i’m tryna make it out i’m from a hood where n—– don’t escape
brikk brought a milli to the field he think he obj
these n—– so broke and they petty this sh-t don’t be fair
he still puttin playboy on the cardis like he owe pierre
boy i got the widest of the sticks and the lens is mirrored
you gone see me pushing up my car be like i hope he hear me
these b-tches think a asian on my feet when i wear jimmy choos
they try to shoot but they ain’t got no jumper adam 22
my opps hoes wanna f-ck me bad wanna see me soon
at the set daily with 3000 in my billy trus
i see n—– playing half with me it make me save hunnids
you won’t never see them buying yeezys but they wave runners
if they acting iffy punch y’all n—– like i’m johnny cage
you gone always catch me on the 5 just like i’m honest abe

- nuk

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