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lilja300 - 3am in ny lyrics

hvndo verse 1 :
i done shot nikkas that still b around
you ain’t no k!ller boy put that sh+t down
i watch em drop den i oot at the ground
if them nikkas too deep i’ma bang at the crowd
tryna get rich so rapping and sh+t
but i’m still streets i b clapping the bl!ck
f+cking a baddie you liking her pics
you gotta see what she do ona d+ck
you gotta see how we doin opps
when i come to the hood they b calling the cops
when i come to the hood gotta move wit a wop
i grew outta hand guns i’m chop
nikkas can’t come over here they sanction
heard what you did man that sh+t really a ancient
heard what you did man that sh+t really old
i been drilling all week man we been ona roll

lilja300 verse 1:
dissing drac so now why you running
b+tch yk im from the 3 don’t ask how im coming
lil bros gon go get a shark then we gon lеt it spark we on that road we bumping
they know thе gang got h+lla heart if you catch a opp you better tap his m+ffin
catch lil shhh aim for his nugget
&ian never lackin dis sh+t hold a dozen
& ian never slackin b+tch won’t go for nun
&when bro died we scored h+lla buckets
got ptsd and anxiety keep my fire on me ion do the clubbing
opps think they hard we dont do the scuffing…
had lil shhh ducking from the missiles coming
claim he was tuff why tf he running
putting bro in songs now them choppers dumpin
bro said he tired of the handguns yk he got the funds so he bought a chopp
sh+t go boom bow & we got a yopp
in the function clutching know i’m fkn bussin
in the spotty arpski sh+t don’t gotta stock
he act like a k!ller but we know he not
they got created players who tf is ya
now they pointed fingers when a body drop
message to the opps stay out the streets
couple n+ggas died d+ckriding beef
dissing on drac you gon feel heat
b+tch my heart cold you don’t feel me
onna dark road check the k!llstreak
you don’t slide or provide you a real leech

hvndo verse 2 :
do this sh+t cause my nikkas got k!lled
i ain’t talking bout rap but the beef
so many nikkas got took of they feet
so my opps that got put on tee
cold world i gotta move with my heat
said he savage nikkas had put em sleep
i ain’t average i get away i’m elite
doa you see them bringing the sheet
ever get so close that you see his ass shaking
think he gone move you got scared and you baked em
thinking bout moving to florida, jamaica
we be hooping for real man i feel like a laker
we be hooping for real tryna get us a bucket
if he jacking that sh+t when we round better tuck it
this b+tch on my d+ck tryn see if sucking
i keep a g it’s on me i’m in public
i keep a g i b banging it out
take this sh+t to grave i ain’t running my mouth
caught a body he told should’ve stay ina house
it’s one opp that i want nikka never come out
it’s one opp that i want them i’m risking this sh+t
f+ck da oak nikkas b blitzing that sh+t
bounce out man them nikkas b tripping and sh+t
nikkas rapping like they really goin on hits
lilja300 verse 2:
from the 3 to the mobb b+tch we winning dis sh+t
if you ain’t good in them cars you ain’t getting in sh+t
don’t d+ckride the opps don’t get in the mix
ik a couple recruits got hit& they sh+t
don’t cl!ck wit the opps they be dying & sh+t
ian trusting no b+tch they be lying & sh+t
deadopps got me frying n+gga ian lying
once you hear that hot sh+t you hear them sirens
what you know bout pain n+gga being stranded
around a bunch love but still feel abandoned
but dis pain n+gga i could manage
say you put in pain n+gga what’s your damage
all these drugs n+gga ion feel love n+gga off dis drank n+gga i can’t panic
let off that hot sh+t when that glock spit all these red tips they do damage

- lilja300 lyrics

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