Trap n#gg#s Lyrics – Future
Singer: Future
Title: Trap n#gg#s
Times ain’t hard but a n#gg# still gettin’ it
Young rich n#gg#s, in this m#th*rf#ck*r
When you wake up before you brush your teeth
You grab your strap, n#gg#
Only time you get down on your knees
Shooting craps, n#gg#
F*ck what you heard, God blessin’ all the trap n#gg#s
God blessin’ all the trap n#gg#s
When you wake up before you brush your teeth
You grab your strap, n#gg#
Only time you get down on your knees
Shooting craps, n#gg#
F*ck what you heard, God blessin’ all the trap n#gg#s
God blessin’ all the trap n#gg#s
Weighed 1008 grams on the scale
I got a lower case T across my chest
Your crack house doin’ numbers then you blessed
You move your momma to a crib from the ‘jects
It’s so much alcohol and kush on my breath
We prayin’ five times a day to catch a plug
A few bean pies stashed in the trunk
Shoot dice all day and sell dust
You loaded up, they talkin’ sh#t, you gone bust
Told yourself a million times, you don’t give a f*ck
Sold over a million dimes, hangin’ in the cut
Sold over a million dimes, I don’t give a f*ck
What?
When you wake up before you brush your teeth
You grab your strap, n#gg#
Only time you get down on your knees
Shooting craps, n#gg#
F*ck what you heard, God blessin’ all the trap n#gg#s
God blessin’ all the trap n#gg#s
When you wake up before you brush your teeth
You grab your strap, n#gg#
Only time you get down on your knees
Shooting craps, n#gg#
F*ck what you heard, God blessin’ all the trap n#gg#s
God blessin’ all the trap n#gg#s
Hasta Ia-la-uego wake up with that Glock, okay though
Stash the dope inside a Winnebago in Decatur
You got your work, you posted up in the hood bodega
Lil’ woadie loading up that yopper before he brush his teeth
Gotta roll this Backwood up while he count the cheese
We on the turf, getting active on the backstreet
I’m drinkin’ Actavis, the only thing relax me
I’m on drugs, every single day I pop a seal
We talk that lingo ’round here, we tryna work a deal
You pull up round here, they serve you here to Dixie Hills
You hit Old Nat, I know on God you’ll see a trap house
Gotta c#ck it back, out here this sh#t wid-ild
When you wake up before you brush your teeth
You grab your strap, n#gg#
Only time you get down on your knees
Shooting craps, n#gg#
F*ck what you heard, God blessin’ all the trap n#gg#s
God blessin’ all the trap n#gg#s
When you wake up before you brush your teeth
You grab your strap, n#gg#
Only time you get down on your knees
Shooting craps, n#gg#
F*ck what you heard, God blessin’ all the trap n#gg#s
God blessin’ all the trap n#gg#s
You loaded up, they talkin’ sh#t, you gon’ bust
Told yourself a million times, you don’t give a f*ck
Sold over a million dimes, hangin’ in the cut
Sold over a million dimes, I don’t give a f*ck
What? (trap n#gg#s)
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