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what nyc sounds like - troopers, kay glizz & nunnie da iii lyrics

[intro: kay glizz]
grrah, grrah
grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
grrah, grrah, boom, n*gga
know how the f*ck we comin’
suck my d*ck, n*gga
he said

[verse 1: kay glizz]
this g on my waist, ain’t no way you gon’ touch me
this sh*t is insane, how now i gotta bang on all my used to be muddies
they actors
catch ’em, clap ’em, we leave the scenery ugly
i’m a rapper, but i’m also a blaster, on bro, ain’t no way you gon’ brush me
i got 6ix in the cut tryna fl!ck, i’ma flock off the rip ’cause i’m always with cuzzy
in the bush with this knock on my hip, i be i make a scene if i spot me a tuggy
four deep in the v, movin’ dusty, i’m tryna hop out and leave somethin’ musty
then its back to servin’ them custys, you ever ducked a sh*ll from me, then you lucky
and wе on that, “slide or provide” sh*t heavy, so y’all gotta gеt with the program
oh they dissin’ the dead? well, nunnie be itchin’, and he on that block tryna go ham
on my dead, i can’t wait ’till the bros land, gotta fl!ck with precision, use both hands
mix the mali with melly, smoke both strands, i’m on the block with that work like the dope man
and if sav with me
then its the apocalypse, once its startin’, ain’t no stoppin’ it
if he push up
we gon’ flock where his noggin’ is, we put the belt to the opposites
i’m still out here on my mali boppin’ sh*t, but darnell be shootin’, rocket, b*tch
this big glock got a beam on the side of it, spot ’em, we got ’em, on bro, ain’t no poppin’ it
[verse 2: nunnie da iii]
ask, “what’s that,” on this tan, like, on bro, i made most of them ran
someone tell knuckles, “get back,” for his mans, zyaire on my d*ck, he movin’ like a fan
i don’t wanna talk, we don’t need a car, n*gga, we could walk, kg with me, all that n*gga know is hawk
heard he got shot, oh, my fault, gotta keep a scap when i go to court
’cause i do not know when that day come, ray pizz in the pack, face him
gotta keep 6ix close by, he’ll lace one, we on some music sh*t until that pape’ come
we got too many movies, bamma n*ggas was movin’ like groupies
i know an opp that got hit in kufi and they ain’t get back, all them lil’ n*ggas goofy, grrah

- troopers kay glizz nunnie da iii lyrics

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