Trap Files

I was chillin n da hood should I say da Trap

Niggas lookin 4 da work n know exactly where im at

Posted up im chillin stackin 2 da ceillin

Tryna figure out da fastest way grind up on a million

In a dope fein jacket she know dat im da man

Gotta income tax check N she spent 3 grand

Keepa str8 shoota da gurl got it bad

Caught her n da backyard breakin down brillo pads

Dont be cursin at my grandma, watch ya mufuckin mouth

See me n da street dont be cumin 2 her house

There go robin ass Carlos I pay him no mind

Last nigga tried 2 get shot his ass 4x

Keep my ears 2 da street heard thru da grapevine

Him and dem niggas steady runnin wit plottin on mine

Get it how a live yea im ready 4 da static

50 round clip n its fully automatic

Fresh outta work so im baggin up mo'

Til' my lil cousin told me dat my p.o. at da doe

Ain't dis boutta bitch

Hid the quarter birdy

Curfews at 9 n its only 7:30

So now im at my aunt's house i need 2 use da kitchen

No matta what I give her she be mufuckin trippin

She ask for 800, I gave her what I got

My shit ain't where I put who been fuckin wit my pot?

She said nobody,I said I can't tell

She said its over there witcha' bags an ya' scale

Gotta H-Town plate first thing n da moanin'

Headed 2 his front doe b4 da nigga start yawnin'

Im talkin Trap files

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I was chillin n da hood should I say da trap

Niggas lookin 4 da work n kno exactly where im at

Posted up chillin stackin 2 da ceillin

Tryna figure out da fastest way grind up on a million

Heard dis nigga buyin' cars man dis mufucka krazi

Always playin phone tag nigga fuck u pay me

Get smash like potatoes 4 thinkin shit gravy

1 phone call il' have his whole body lazy

Plotican wit da hommies, all convicted felons

Been 2 prison 6x n ain't shit dat u can tellem'

And he rite back at it, touchdown n December

Nigga damn near folded still I had the gang member

First a nigga skool dem , then I roll da dice

Went and telll da folks shit I need it n my life

So now im pickin up my money

Tuck my pistol n my pants

Bet  20/20 mo' so I left it like a grand

Dope game bitch u can play if u wanna

Heard da feds snatch lil Tony dem' from round da corner

Heard da nigga got popped wit 2 bricks and a llama

Even picked up his gurl n den they came n got his momma'

Got em on a wire tap, shuda' heard it n his tone

Crash dummy ass nigga talkin reckless on da phone

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