Trap
Luh Soldier
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On God Yuh,Yuh Who let them hoes in the trap Yuh, Yuh Its too many bowls in the trap Yuh, Yuh I got that gas if you want a bag pull up at the texaco And I had to check a hoe If i pull up late imma serve her a lil extra mo Glock on my right, choppa on the shelf Smoking cookie trynna clear up the air Momma im mad imma throw her some money I fixed up her hair for them times we were bummy, I used to be dummy, Yuh, Yuh If it was a lick i was on it You got it lil bruh, then i want it Glock 23 on my hip, never lonely We smoking that pressure and making our next move I stay having hoes in the next room She trippin' she just want attention The bitch never got it cause she never listen The other one straight but the other one bad She got a mouth but she making me mad So many racks, I just had to buy me a new stash Now look this hoe talking about a new bag Raised in the trap so i dont care bout no drip When I'm not Rapping im back in the bricks Trapper up late you bound to get slipped They say they want smoke, I extended the clip Its really hectic don't come to my section Everybody young and we clutchin' a weapon Get alil money and n***as start flexxing You ain't no trapper go get at profession Who let them hoes in the trap Get the f*ck up out the spot What is ya doing, its too many bowls in the trap Break that shit down get that shit moving It's really hectic don't come to my section Everybody young and we clutchin' a weapon Get alil money and n***as start flexxing You ain't no trapper go get at profession Who let them hoes in the trap The f*ck up out the spot What is you doing its too many bowls in the trap Break that shit down get that shit moving He said need he need what he need it by when its a bet, n***a meet at the chevron My bitch in the car its a mug on her face she just mad i won't get her hair done And if you want smoke it's whatever you want to do and you know what we on I told my lil potna im loving that choppa sound that shit making my ring tone Im the same n***a that aint had nuthin I was walking, sleeping in the street Im the same n***a with the puma's on now I keep the latest on my feet Im the same nigga that had to rob for a reup now i'm chillin' with my feet up Im the same n***a with the same team GML No we can't team up I just came back off the block and i got it, yuh Look at this shit in my pocket Them n***as done hate on a n***a The way that I'm taking off just like a rocket If it aint bout no money then stop it Take a break imma switch up the topic Lil shawty just wanted to f*ck So we did and i beat that bitch leg out of socket Its really hectic don't come to my section Everybody young and we clutchin' a weapon Get alil money and n***as start flexxing You ain't no trapper go get at profession Who let them hoes in the trap The f*ck up out the spot What is you doing Its too many bowls at the trap Break that shit down get that shit moving
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Written by: Gunnlaugur Sumarlioason, Jamal Swain
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