Trap Files

Gucci Mane, Jeezy

I was chillin n da hood should I say da Trap Niggas lookin 4 da work n know exactly where I'm at Posted up I'm chillin stackin 2 da ceillin Tryna figure out da fastest way grind up on a million In a dope fein jacket she know dat I'm da man Gotta in come tax check N she spent 3 grand Keepa str8 shoota da gurl got it bad Caught her n da backyard breakin down brillo pads Don't be cursin at my grandma watch ya mufuckin mouth See me n da street don't 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 through da grapevine Him and dem niggas steady runnin wit plottin on mine Get how a live yea I'm ready 4 da static 50 round clip n its fully automatic Fresh outta work so I'm baggin up mo' Til' my lil cousin told me dat my p.o. at da doe Ain't dis boutta bitch Hit da corner burnin Curfews at 9 n its only 7:30 So now I'm at my aunt's house I need 2 use da kitchen No matta what I give her she be mufuckin trippin She ask 4 800 hundred 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 before da nigga start yawnin' I'm talkin Trap files Trap files I'm talkin trap files Trap files I'm talkin trap files I was cillin n da hood should I say da trap Niggas lookin 4 da work n kno exactly where I'm 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 All dis playin phone tag nigga fuck you 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 you can tellem' And he right back at it Touchdown n December nigga dam near folded still I had 2 gang member First a nigga skool dem Den I roll da dice went I tell da folks shit I need dem n my life So now I'm pickin up my money Tuck my pistol n my pants bet him 20/20 mo' So I left it like a grand Dope game bitch you can play if you wanna Heard da feds snatch lil Tony dem' frum round da corner Heard da nigga got caught wit 2 bricks and a lima Even picked up his gurl n den they came n got his momma' Gotta motor why tap shuda' heard it n his tone Dis crack dummy ass nigga talkin reckless on da phone (chorus)

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