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yrn murk - trap stars كلمات الأغنية

[intro: yrn murk]
[?]
real trappers, trappin’ in that trap, way too many days
real trappers, [?]
bad b_tch from overseas, she been here like twenty days
chop her and her friend up, i’m gon’ do that anyway

[verse 1: yrn murk]
(murk)
he a renegade, [?] like anyway
shoot sh_t up like nba
flip the block, no nba
mango, he got plenty cake
ballin’ [?], nba
ballin’ hard, they in the way
hundred shots, ten a day
hundred racks, vaccum seal
i got racks on racks for real
i was trappin’ back when i ain’t had [?]
[?]

[verse 2: johnny cinco]
trappin’ bricks, you tried to wrap me, you gon’ get k!lled
i got the chopper with a hundred rounds, this sh_t can get real
five hundred bags come in the mail, glock .40 don’t ring the doorbell
[?] my side hoe, [?] chanel
ain’t no sleeping, this a [?], not your house
[?]
catch you slipping, shoot you right through the couch
[?]
sippin’ on my pills, codeine, [?]
pull out the chopper, you see the red beam
her eyes wide, b_tch, you know what i mean
take off your hat when you talk to a king
don’t need no witnesses, we clear out the scene
i got the [?] and it came with [?]
focused on money, not tryna compete
i got the drip, what you tryna be
[?]
pitbulls and i’m off of the leash
[?] so i do not speak

[verse 3: mango foo]
even the shooters get shot, packin’ and movin’ them out
trappin’ in gucci socks, vv’s in my rollie watch
i turn my wrist, control the pot
my young n_ggas control the block
n_ggas, they hate and plot
shooters, they raid the spot
set up the place, set up the bait, we gon’ take the guap
ice inside of my wrist, i used to be broke but i hit a l!ck
[?] i rob with a stick
my shoes cost your rent, i’m flyer than clark kent
coupe with a dark tint, i ride with an f&n
the bags, i’m gettin’ them in
two piece, a b_tch and her friend
my chains [?], these n_ggas is broke, period
took off like a jet lear, i’m not around unless a check near
vv’s on my neck here, these n_ggas p_ssies like a pap smear
trappin’ and servin’, gettin’ packs here
take ’em all, [?]
hundred thousand on a bad day
i was down bad, now i’m bad straight
took the foreign keys to the valet
with a bustdown my rollie face
n_gga’s ass, tits, they outdated

[outro: yrn murk]
gang here, we got [?] here
[?]
all the cash here, too much cash here
[?]

- yrn murk

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