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Trap Or Die 2
Jeezy, I
know you ain't gon' let this shit go down like this nigga I'm hearing these niggaz in the
club, niggaz sounding like you nigga Biting your motherfucking ad-libs, biting your motherfucking style nigga What the
fuck going on nigga? You better check these motherfucking niggaz, mayne Real fuck with real nigga and these niggaz Ain't real out here on these motherfucking streets nigga Especially these fuck ass industry niggaz mayne Nigga we been doing 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 niggaz, geah Even when I'm constipated I
still shit on niggaz, let's get it Got some Super Friends in the
Legion of Doom Stay blowing purple shit that keep me high like the
moon Yeah, I'm an affiliate, I'm no hitman I'm a
hater like you, fuck my wristband Nigga sneak this and that ain't how we play Fuck with mind, get ya drama like the
DJ, that's right Now tell me I
ain't real, this AR that I'm holding got a
gangsta grill Went from old school Chevys to Beamer coupes Got a
hundred niggaz with me and everybody gon' shoot, yeah Try me nigga, that's your first mistake 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
soul, you got Young Jeezy, damn You still wanna talk blow man? Soft white like Alaska, call me snowman Smoke purp' by the
pound, O's by the
fifth Re-up on the
first then again on the
fifth, yeah 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, yeah We trap or die nigga, geah, oh, we trap or die nigga Post on the
block, rain, sleet, snow, sunny Slow motion, don't nothing move but the
money, geah Trap all day, day, with no lunch breaks, nope It's dinner time but a
gangsta cooking pancakes Rubberbands when we wrap them stacks Time to ship it outta town, you know Saran's the
wrap, yeah Think ahead in case the
K-9's get loose, geah In the
tubes like the
ties on my Mongoose, hey Smoke purp' by the
pound, O's by the
fifth Re-up on the
first then again on the
fifth, yeah 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, yeah 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 Riding candy slab, gripping on the
wood again Outta line niggaz get back in place where you should've been In case you don't understand, I'm a
make it understood again King of the
underground, my gangsta will never fail You 'bout to make me go postal for fucking with my mail You got the
connect but you ain't got the
clientele You the
hoax and niggaz know it, that shit ain't hard to tell Rat bitch, recognize that your cheese ain't been to sales 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 it's 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 getting killed Smoke purp' by the
pound, O's by the
fifth Re-up on the
first then again on the
fifth, yeah 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, yeah We trap or die nigga, geah, oh, we trap or die nigga
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