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nuk - mr. 3000 lyrics

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[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

[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



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