Trap Nig**z

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Well they done put you on a track with a well known trap and
 (Hell, I'm well known myself so I might as well trap withcha)
 Shit can get crazy dawg, I hope you brought your strap withcha
 (I'm a cap peelin crack dealer, this ain't just no rap nigga)
 Well they done put you on a track with a well known trap and
 (Hell, I'm well known myself so I might as well trap withcha)
 Shit can get crazy dawg, I hope you brought your strap withcha
 (I'm a cap peelin crack dealer, this ain't just no rap nigga)
 Well first of all, I'm that nigga that's moving that work for y'all
 I'm the one you call who got it all, X, dro, par, salt
 I gotta get it now nigga and don't count on cost
 Cause the way I'm feelin nigga, I wanna take it all
 (Fa Real Shawty) What Up Nigga?
 (Pump your breaks, slow your roll dude)
 What? (If you want the real money, you gotta lose the attitude
 Nigga, what type of shit is you on
 Don't be talkin all god damn reckless on my phone)
 Well I'm just saying though, I'm just telling you what I stand for
 We both grown men so just gimme what I ask for
 I never asked your ass for a half of
 Nothing, cause I already have what they ask for
 (Your mouth too fly dawg, Plus your numbers too high dawg
 So why even try dawg, I'm getting money, you just getting by dawg)
 Whatchu mean nigga? I fuck hoes too
 My niggaz bringing them bummas in truck loads too
 Yea, I ain't but 19 nigga but I'm no joke
 Ain't nann no nigga try to fuck me cause I know coke
 (Believe that bullshit if you wanna
 Word boy, I shot at em and they hotter than a sauna
 And watch your tone, we gonna be heard
 And one more thing, don't ever use that c-word)
 Ay, come on man, I'm from the West Side
 I think you already know that we on it man
 We getting dough boy, we moving blow boy
 And we's hotter than the stove in 94 boy
 (Ay, that might be true
 But I ain't worried bout them, I'm trying to help you
 It ain't about whose damn bread is longest
 It's about who can stay out on these streets the longest
 Ay, cause one slip and you outta here
 Won't be back til them damn Duck Dodgers years)
 I tell you what? Gimme what you think I outta have
 Watch how I have them fiends asking for your autograph
 

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Duration
03:47
Key
1
Tempo
76 BPM

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