| I come from the hood, where it ain’t safe
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| I know niggas that’ll rob your ass barefaced
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| Trapping out the hallway with bricks in the staircase
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| My first three plugs went to jail for a fed case
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| We trapping everyday, trapping everyday
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| I’m from the hood, nigga, I don’t know other way
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| We trapping everyday, trapping everyday
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| I know how to hustle, I ain’t worked one day
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| Product of my environment
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| Get locked up, I’ma stay silent
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| Choppers, we ready for violence
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| I’m smoking that Sherbet, it’s violet
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| Trapping, I put on some mileage
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| All this Gelato, I’m buying it
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| Got a Rollie to check out the time
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| Kick the junkies out the trap like Simon
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| Had money 'fore I thought about signing
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| Spend a hundred thousand on my diamonds
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| Really be trapping, these niggas be lying
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| Whipping the dope up like I was rewinding
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| My esé is not a assignment
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| I was trapping, all I know is grinding
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| I jumped in the foreign, reclining
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| Nigga eating good like I was dining
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| I come from the hood, where it ain’t safe
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| I know niggas that’ll rob your ass barefaced
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| Trapping out the hallway with bricks in the staircase
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| My first three plugs went to jail for a fed case
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| We trapping everyday, trapping everyday
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| I’m from the hood, nigga, I don’t know other way
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| We trapping everyday, trapping everyday
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| I know how to hustle, I ain’t worked one day
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| Trapping everyday, serve 25/8
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| All this ice, I could skate
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| I stuffed the Backwood with a eighth
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| I get the Maybach, not the Wraith
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| Paid in full like I’m Ace
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| I put diamonds in the safe
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| Skeet on that little bitch face
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| Got the trap beating like the bass
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| Trapped off the flip phone with no trace
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| I trade a with no cake
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| I rock the Louis, not Bape
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| I got the icing, no cake
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| I served him a dummy, it’s fake
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| Used to shoot the ball in the crate
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| Got rich in the hood, it’s fate
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| I come from the hood, where it ain’t safe
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| I know niggas that’ll rob your ass barefaced
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| Trapping out the hallway with bricks in the staircase
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| My first three plugs went to jail for a fed case
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| We trapping everyday, trapping everyday
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| I’m from the hood, nigga, I don’t know other way
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| We trapping everyday, trapping everyday
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| I know how to hustle, I ain’t worked one day |