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lirik lagu t.y. (rapper) – uptown

[intro: curren$y & (t.y.)]
eastside on mine all the time
but we gon’ take it uptown, f-ck with marcelo, t.y
son of a gangsta (yea)
put it all on ‘em (jet life, run that sh-t, run that sh-t)
(weed & instrumentals 2 n-gg-)
(yea, look)
lets go

[hook]
b-tch imma need all my money on time
don’t think i’m playing just ‘cause this a rhyme
drank in my cup, gas in my lungs
f-ckin’ with the set, these n-gg-s don’t want none
hold on big baby, i drive hoes crazy
came through in the cadillac just sw-nging
jet life boys hold it down all around
and all the boppers boppin’ whenever we in they town

[verse 1: t.y.]
what it do son of a gangster in this b-tch
i don’t needa show no cash just for a hoe that strip
i’m that n-gg- think before you use your lips
get pistol whipped, that’s on my chips
we sink ships and breaking necks whenever we tip
numerous flows oh you ain’t know? i gets it in
you hear my car way before i even spin the bend
a young baller rolling round on them twenty twins
i’m 100 with everybody til’ the day you cross me
and just know its retaliation if you ever cross me
say you are, you strapped ‘cause mine up in the car
if a n-gg- trip in this b-tch then look here, set it off
brand new mercedes benz off the showroom floor
i go harder on them n-gg-s who act like they don’t know
i move smarter than them n-gg-s when i’m chasin’ the dough
it’s big dog, imma ball til’ i fall puttin’ plaques on the wall
yea, uptown in this b-tch
ha, downtown in this b-tch
yea, we worldwide with this sh-t
they call me t.y. and i’m addicted to stacking chips b-tch

[chorus: t.y.]
motherf-cker i’m from uptown, uptown
yea uptown, uptown
motherf-cker i grew uptown, uptown
yea uptown, uptown
motherf-cker i grew uptown, uptown
yea uptown, uptown
motherf-cker i grew uptown, uptown
yea uptown, uptown
motherf-cker

[verse 2: mr. marcelo]
used to sip purp, now i sip yellow
used to smoke barney, while i move pebbles
og cello i was raised uptown
.45 on me just incase it goes down
i chase a n-gg- down and stop him in his tracks
real street n-gg- homie i don’t just rap
i be ridin’ dirty, birdies in the ‘lac
so if you tryna score one meet me in the trap
if you ever uptown n-gg- ask about [?]
every spot i ran through i left a few footprints
i hustled in the [?] ran through the yolk
but magnolia’s my home just incase you ain’t know
all white benz, light blue chevy
i’m a uptown legend word to my n-gg- telly
r.i.p. stone, free that n-gg- toe
free my n-gg- gizzle rest in peace dodo

[outro: curren$y]
weed & instrumentals 2
general cello, son of a gangsta
free the b.g
j.l.r

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