Real Traphouse 2 Lyrics – Loc Dog
Singer: Loc Dog
Title: Real Traphouse 2
Real traphouse, real traphouse
Real traphouse, real traphouse
Real traphouse, real traphouse
Real traphouse, real trap
Real traphouse, real traphouse
Real traphouse, real traphouse
Real traphouse, real traphouse
Real traphouse, real trap house
Nascido e criado vindo de baixo Filho das ruas sou favelado
Me criticaram mas não alçaram Pois viram que o meu SWAG é o mais caro
Lembram que favelam que eu era chato Fui humilhado fui apedrejado
Hoje pensam ao contrário Agora todos querem o preto chato
Não enconsta no meu dread sh#t Se não sabe nada não fala sh#t
Veio com papinho de Louis Vi Eu nem te conheço então vaza da daqui
Ficam irritados me chamam de exibido Meio meio bonito meio esquisito
Sai daqui com essa tua inveja Isso é probeats isso é pro era
Veio de onde? Sumaré ou Serra? Andiroba, Cabana ou Morro das Pedras?
Se tu representa, se indentifica Tá na pista, tá na ativa
Somos a panela te queima no fundo Se encosta, você frita
Vida boa pros meus é o que eu espero O que eu venero, sem privilégio
A virgem Maria de quatro pra mim Isso sim é um sacrilégio
Vem me pedindo que back Com beck beck
Só porque eu tô na beca Hoje todos vivemos na Traphouse
Todo dia ela quer tá na festa
Real Traphouse Real Traphouse
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Real Traphouse 2 – English Translation
Real TRAMUSE, Real Trape
Real TRAMUSE, Real Trape
Real TRAMUSE, Real Trape
Real Trape, Real Trap
Real TRAMUSE, Real Trape
Real TRAMUSE, Real Trape
Real TRAMUSE, Real Trape
Real Trape, Real Trap House
Born and raised coming from low son of the streets I’m favelado
Criticized me but they did not raise because they saw that my swag is the most expensive
Remember that you favelam that I was boring I was humiliated I was stoned
Today they think on the contrary now everyone wants boring black
Do not find in my dread sh#t if you do not know anything does not speak sh#t
Came with papinho de louis vi I do not even know you then
They get angry they call me showing half a lot of things weird
Get out of here with your envy this is probats this is pro era
Came from where? Sumaré or Serra? Andiroba, hut or hill of stones?
If you represent, you identify yourself on the track, you are active
We are the pan burning you in the bottom leans, you fries
Good life for mine is what I expect what I venerate, without privilege
The virgin Mary of four for me this is a sacrilege
Come and ask me to back with Beck Beck
Just because I’m in the scholar Today we all live in the TRAPHOUSE
Every day she wants to party
Real Real Trape Trape
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Lyrics Loc Dog – Real Traphouse 2
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