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Urus Trucc - Dme, blacc Zacc & Fatt Loc Lyrics

By: Admin | Artist: D dme blacc zacc fatt loc | Published: 2024-22-09T08:38:29:00+07:00

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[intro: fatt loc]
uh
i’m in new york like the yankees, uh, uh
i’m in new york like the yankees, yeah, but i don’t watch baseball
ayy, [?]
(sool, we got one, n*gga)

[chorus: fatt loc & blacc zacc]
i’m in new york like a yankee, hit the lights and watch us glow
real trapper, if yo’ cash right, you can get a bow (ha)
i got shooters on command, if i say go, they up the score (come out)
must’ve ain’t heard we run the state
i ain’t from sc if you don’t know (no cap)
i ain’t from sc if you ain’t see us pull up in that urus truck (skrrt*skrrt!)
behind this tint, we got them sticks
play at a show, we shoot it up (uh)
i ain’t gotta say a word, they know what to do, you play with us (ceo, motherf*cker)
we start extortin’ sh*t, you owe us (hol’ up), n*gga, better pay it up

[verse 1: blacc zacc]
n*ggas better not with us, got two*three sticks up in this truck
made promoters pay thе backend then my youngins shoot it up
pull up in a*what the f*ck?
how my еngine in the trunk?
my b*tch thick and bad as f*ck
i put d*ck all in her guts
high speed chase up on the highway, like tay*k, we did the race
i ain’t trippin’ ’bout no charges ’cause you know that bond was paid
my trap jump like michael j
i got motion every day
drive*thru service, chick*fil*a
each trap spot a hundred k
all these n*ggas act like shooters, i don’t believe ’em
if i catch a body, i’ma beat ’em
diamonds full of karats like easter
d*mn, can you see ’em?
a n*gga got rich off reefer
birds in the air like a eagle
i’m in nyc with a eater
d*mn
[chorus: fatt loc]
i’m in new york like a yankee, hit the lights and watch us glow
real trapper, if yo’ cash right, you can get a bow (ha)
i got shooters on command, if i say go, they up the score (come out)
must’ve ain’t heard we run the state
i ain’t from sc if you don’t know (no cap)
i ain’t from sc if you ain’t see us pull up in that urus truck (skrt)
behind this tint, we got them sticks
play at a show, we shoot it up (uh)
i ain’t gotta say a word, they know what to do, you play with us
we start extortin’ sh*t, you owe us, n*gga, better pay it up (pay up)

[verse 2: fatt loc]
i got a shooter on standby
n*gga, play with big blacc, we’ll blow this b*tch up (come here)
all of these diamonds got frostbite
one look at your ho, you’ll leave by yourself
n*gga play at a show, bet he link up with god
i’m a real*deal stepper, no cappin’, no fraud
n*gga set off my ho, i can tell you he lie
n*gga play with fatt chopper, you know that he fried
for real, no cap, i really be snappin’
do what to who, n*gga, stop all the cappin’
i’m in the trap tryna make somethin’ happen
voilà, makin’ plays, y’all n*ggas nappin’
voilà, run it up, y’all n*ggas ‘sleep
i’ve been on my sh*t, y’all ain’t f*ckin’ with me
give lil’ bruh a ten, he’ll put you to sleep
he’ll lay in your bushes, you know that he creep
i’m in new york, tryna ball like the knicks
might f*ck on your ho, tell her, “don’t take no pics”
came straight from the block, we was known for the l!cks
now i’m in the trap, you can come get a fix
turn off the lights, n*gga, watch how i shine
i really do everything that i rhyme
dm me sh*t, in my sprite, it’s a lime
i’m sippin’ wock’ just to take up the time
[chorus: fatt loc]
i’m in new york like a yankee, hit the lights and watch us glow
real trapper, if yo’ cash right, you can get a bow (ha)
i got shooters on command, if i say go, they up the score (come out)
must’ve ain’t heard we run the state
i ain’t from sc if you don’t know (no cap)
i ain’t from sc if you ain’t see us pull up in that urus truck (skrt)
behind this tint, we got them sticks
play at a show, we shoot it up (uh)
i ain’t gotta say a word, they know what to do, you play with us
we start extortin’ sh*t, you owe us, n*gga, better pay it up (pay up)

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