Letra De NCAA Lyrics (English Translation) 

[INTRO]

(Static crackle, then a whisper)
“Stop moving… they hear the ice clinking…”
(Gun cocks)
Ah.
City’s MVP no jersey, just lethal precision.

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[VERSE 1]

Turbo warns me: “Lose the chains
they ring like slot machines.”
Outlaw artist with a .40 muse,
I paint in hollow-point hues.

Jersey drop, glizzy tucked under Nike,
Maraca rhythm watch me move deadly.

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[CHORUS]

All the baddies chase the baller
They crave that rush, I dispense it natural.
PR vibes? Too small. She claims I’m clinically insane,
But her love’s Frito-Lay empty calories.

Blunt glow, Empire State view,
Miami Cullinan, NYC ’Slade
System? Law? We the glitch in the code.
NCAA my shooters draft picks.

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[POST-CHORUS]

(Hey… hey… hey…)
Flex a plain watch or stay quiet.
(Hey… hey…)

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[VERSE 2]

Free the tribe (Chimi! Pampa! Dobleta!).
Glizzy fed, mags stacked like Rolex to Patek.
She’s no-strings, just bad decisions
Roberto Clemente with a city on my necklace.

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[BRIDGE]

Groupies wave post-game.
One hit I’m ghost.
Blunt lit, let it jump
You threatened? How cute.

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[VERSE 3]

Talk bodies? I move legal tender.
Lost Peluche that pain’s vintage.
House-weight ice, where the tens at?
She’s 9.5? Trade her in.

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[OUTRO]

(Police siren fades into cash register cha-ching)
“City’s elite fact.”
(Turbo ad-libs: “Yeah… yeah…”)