• Title:300 Urus (Explicit)
  • Artist:Lil Durk
  • Album:Almost Healed (Explicit)
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  • Languages:en
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    300 Urus (Explicit) - Lil Durk
    Composed by:Durk Banks
    Tee his first time out of jail
    He ain't give me a hug
    He hugged the block
    Wheezy outta here
    I can be in any city
    I ask 'em "Where I find a mosque"
    Gotta watch out what I say on here
    They'll do me like my pops
    Do him dirty
    Crazy I never want them to do me like the opps
    See my brother ain't gotta look me
    If he on feet he shoot in Crocs
    See them n***as I used to love say they gon' do me like I'm Pac
    Tell 'em flavor flav around his neck
    That boy live with a clock
    Whole district on him on a high speed
    He still ain't throw thе Glock
    We in war so if you high speed with a gun
    You gettin' cold
    Brodie dead you sayin' his name still
    You ain't did **** for a show
    I don't even tell his a*s to be careful
    He don't even slide even to get caught
    Pulled up his a*s was froze
    That mini micro made assault
    How you gon' play with me
    I got money n***a your lil' a*s gotta walk
    How you gon' play with me with your lame a*s
    Your *****-a*s gettin' caught
    Murderman we call him
    "Murk" we don't call him nothin' 'cause he gettin' watched
    Go
    N***as thought we got into it with Drench
    But I told Drench "Send the song tonight"
    N***as dead wrong tryna meet with me in a hotel with a mice
    You ain't chase nothin' down in years
    I know
    He ain't even send you money for years
    I'm from the Lam' we might just jump out a Urus
    Say he a killer I start coverin' my ears
    He made a channel tryna buy some veneers
    It's a reason n***as ain't here with me
    These n***as ain't here with me
    Bro gon' shoot he get that clearance
    I don't think they hearin' me
    See that cousin **** be scarin' me
    That **** gon' bury me
    They be ******* with the opps huh
    'Cause I ain't they brother
    They be tryna hit the O up and tell 'em **** us
    Still be smokin' on the Dro just before the summer
    These grown gangsters
    They be mad 'cause they can't have my number go
    I told him "No" when he asked for money
    He thought that **** was funny
    I went on the 4 and I told Mikey Lord to talk to Varney
    We can pay for surgery
    But them other n***as can't get sturdy
    Knew your a*s was a *****
    When you seen't the opps
    Said you couldn't get dirty
    Hope you pray for all them n***as
    'Cause they ain't no killers no more
    They be beggin' 'round the city 'cause I ain't give 'em no money
    I still answer but they know I'm still not givin' 'em nothin'
    He just offered me protection
    Start to tickle my stomach
    She told me take a Cialis she tryna get **** goin'
    Heard he went to dialysis
    Man his head started growin'
    He a killer from that side
    Bro I bet I'm gon' know him
    I bet brodie don't know him
    She gave me top inside a Maybach
    I ain't close the curtain
    And I was in front of the Trump
    She got drunk off the room service
    She told me she scared of her ex
    I told her "I wish he would hurt you"
    He be on my block his a*s ain't ****
    His a*s a 'Wood roller
    You a gangster 'round her
    But you ain't gangster 'round me
    You a gangster 'round cuz
    You ain't gangster 'round C
    If they call you "Backdoor"
    Man you get from 'round me
    You ain't my Blooda
    Then you can't listen to Tee Grizzley and me
    Shoot the club up
    I can't shoot the club up
    You just seen what they just did to Shiesty
    You got me ****** up
    I don't care 'bout camera phones
    Forever got my gun up
    Rather get you before you get me
    I just drove it manual in the G-Wagon and got it ****** up
    ******* the transmission up
    I'm touchin' on that d**n clutch
    Ayy bro bring me Smurk 'Woods I really don't want no d**n Dutch
    I feel like a *****
    I told a snitch I'd rather pay him up
    Draco in your bookbag
    My Draco in my pants tucked
    I ain't even gon' cap
    That barrel dirty it **** your pants up
    Click it to the right it go rrah **** ya mans up
    If a goofy come around
    Lil Boona'll put his hands up
    ***** I'm from 300
    I'm the first one with a Lamb' truck
    Every time we fall out with them n***as
    They hit the 'Gram up
    Migo gave me a feature with no money
    He gave them grams up
    You can't even cut nothin' less
    He got his hands full n***a