Trap Or Die

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Jeezy, I know you ain't gon' let this shit go down like this nigga
 I'm hearin these niggas in the club, niggas soundin like you nigga
 Bitin your motherfuckin ad-libs, bitin your motherfuckin style nigga
 What the fuck goin on nigga?
 You better check these motherfuckin niggas mayne, real fuck wit real nigga
 And these niggas ain't real out here on these motherfuckin streets nigga
 Especially these fuck ass industry niggas mayne
 Nigga we been doin this shit since ninety-five
 Last time I checked I was the man on these streets
 They call me residue, I leave blow in these beats
 Got diarrhea flow, now I shit on niggas (geah)
 Even when I'm constipated I still shit on niggas (let's get it)
 Got some Super Friends in the Legion of Doom
 Stay blowin purple shit that keep me high like the moon
 (yeahh) I'm an affiliate, I know hitmen
 I'm a hater like you, fuck my wrist then
 Niggas sneak dissin', that ain't how we play
 Fuck with mine, get ya drama like the DJ (that's right)
 Now tell me I ain't real, this AR that I'm holdin got a gangsta grill
 Went from old school Chevys, to Beamer coupes
 Got a hundred niggas with me and errybody gon shoot (yeahh)
 Try me nigga, that's your first mistake (ha-ha)
 Eat your lil' ass up like a chanterelle plate
 The whole pie like Domino's, yes indeed
 I'm tryna stack my bacon up, I need extra cheese (hey)
 You can try dawg, but it ain't easy (nope)
 Mix the flake with the soda, you got Young Jeezy (damnn)
 You still wanna talk blow man?
 Soft white like Alaska, call me snowman (heyy)
 Smoke purp' by the pound, Goose by the fifth
 Re-up on the first then again on the fifth (yeahhh)
 We trap or die nigga (geah, oh!), we trap or die nigga
 And these hoes love a nigga cause they know that we the truth
 Got the Chevy same color Tropicana orange juice (yeahhh)
 We trap or die nigga (geah, oh!), we trap or die nigga
 Post on the block, rain, sleet, snow, sunny (sunny)
 Slow motion, don't nothin move but the money (geah)
 Trap all day (day), with no lunch breaks (nope)
 It's dinner time but a gangsta cookin pancakes (ha-ha!)
 Rubberbands when we wrap them stacks (stacks)
 Time to ship it outta town, you know Saran's the wrap (yeahhh)
 Think ahead incase the K-9's get loose (geah)
 Inner tubes like the tires on my Mongoose (heyy)
 Smoke purp' by the pound, Goose by the fifth
 Re-up on the first then again on the fifth (yeahhh)
 We trap or die nigga (geah, oh!), we trap or die nigga
 And these hoes love a nigga cause they know that we the truth
 Got the Chevy same color Tropicana orange juice (yeahhh)
 We trap or die nigga (geah, oh!), we trap or die nigga
 Yeah, back up in the hood again, where it's all good again
 Ridin candy slab, grippin on the wood again
 Outta line niggas get back in place where you should've been
 In case you don't understand, I'mma make it understood again
 King of the underground, my gangsta will never fail
 You 'bout to make me go postal for fuckin with my mail
 You got the connect, but you ain't got the clientele
 You the hoax and niggas know it, that shit ain't hard to tell
 Rat bitch, recognize that your cheese ain't finna sale
 I'm finna break some bread with the feds? You dumb as hell
 I been around the block before, sold it all from rock to blow
 And I don't fuck around, when the feds in town I got to go
 Respect my mind cause I'm a trill old schooler
 Summer time get too hot, I wait for winter when its cooler
 U.G.K. for life, free the Pimp, you know the deal
 In P.A.T. it's Trap or Die and we ain't down for gettin killed
 Smoke purp' by the pound, Goose by the fifth
 Re-up on the first then again on the fifth (yeahhh)
 We trap or die nigga (geah, oh!), we trap or die nigga
 And these hoes love a nigga cause they know that we the truth
 Got the Chevy same color Tropicana orange juice (yeahhh)
 We trap or die nigga (geah, oh!), we trap or die nigga
 

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Duration
04:00
Key
2
Tempo
79 BPM

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