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300 Urus
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300 Urus was released on May 26, 2023 by Alamo as a part of the album Almost Healed
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[Verse 1]
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 **** 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 the 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 shit for a show
I don't even tell his ass to be careful, he don't even slide even to get caught
Pulled up, his ass was froze, that mini micro made assault
[Verse 2]
How you gon' play with me? I got money, ****, your lil' ass gotta walk
How you gon' play with me with your lame ass? Your bitch-ass gettin' caught
Murderman, we call him, "Murk," we don't call him nothin' 'cause he gettin' watched (Go)
**** thought we got into it with Drench, but I told Drench, "Send the song tonight"
**** 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 know)
I'm from the Lam', we might just jump out a Urus (I know)
Say he a killer, I start coverin' my ears (I know)
He made a channel tryna buy some veneers (I know)
[Verse 3]
It's a reason **** ain't here with me, these **** ain't here with me
Bro gon' shoot, he get that clearance, I don't think they hearin' me
See, that cousin shit be scarin' me, that shit gon' bury me
They be fuckin' with the opps, huh? 'Cause I ain't they brother
They be tryna hit the O up and tell 'em fuck 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 shit was funny
I went on the four and I told Mikey Lord to talk to Varney
We can pay for surgery, but them other **** can't get sturdy
Knew your ass was a bitch, when you seen't the opps, said you couldn't get dirty
[Verse 4]
Hope you pray for all them **** '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 shit 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
He a killer from that side, 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 ass ain't shit, his ass a 'Wood roller
[Verse 5]
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 fucked up
I don't care 'bout camera phones, forever got my gun up
Rather get you before you get me, you got me fucked up
I just drove it manual in the G-Wagon and got it fucked up
Fuckin' the transmission up, I'm touchin' on that damn clutch
Aye, bro, bring me Smurk 'Woods, I really don't want no damn Dutch
I feel like a bitch, 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 fuck your pants up
Click it to the right, it go, rrah, I fuck ya mans up
If a goofy come around, Lil Boona'll put his hands up
Bitch, I'm from 300, I'm the first one with a Lamb' truck
Every time we fall out with them ****, 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, ****
Written by: Durk Banks
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