Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Boyz N Da Hood
Boyz N Da Hood
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Gholson
Christopher Gholson
Songwriter
J. Jenkins
J. Jenkins
Songwriter
J. White
J. White
Songwriter
L. Dixon
L. Dixon
Songwriter
M. Scott
M. Scott
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
H. Pierre
H. Pierre
Associate Producer
Block
Block
Executive Producer
Sean Combs
Sean Combs
Executive Producer
Nico Solis
Nico Solis
Mixing Engineer
Drumma Boy
Drumma Boy
Producer
Horace Mitchell
Horace Mitchell
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Well, they don't put you on the track with a well-known trap man
Ay, I'm well known myself, so hell, I might as well trap with you
This shit can get crazy, dawg, I hope you brought your strap with you
And yeah, I'm a cap peelin' crack dealer, this ain't just no rap, ****
[Verse 2]
Well, they don't put you on the track with a well-known trap man
Ay, I'm well known myself, so hell, I might as well trap with you
This shit can get crazy, dawg, I hope you brought your strap with you
And yeah, I'm a cap peelin' crack dealer, this ain't just no rap, ****
[Verse 3]
Well first of all, I'm that **** that's movin' the work for y'all
I'm the one you call, got it all, X, dro, hard, soft
I gotta get it now, ****, and I don't care the cost
'Cause the way I'm feelin', ****, I wanna take it all
[Verse 4]
Pump your brakes, slow your roll, dude
Want the real money, gotta lose the attitude
****, what type of shit is you on?
Don't be talkin' all goddamn reckless on my phone
[Verse 5]
Well, I'm just sayin' though, I'm just tellin' you what I stand for
We both grown men, so just gimme what I ask for
I never asked your ass for a half of
Nothing 'cause I already have what they ask for
[Verse 6]
Your mouth too fly, dawg
Plus your numbers too high, dawg
So why even try, dawg?
I'm gettin' money, you just gettin' by, dawg
[Verse 7]
Ay, what you mean, ****? I fuck hoes, too
My **** bringin' in bombers and truckloads, too
Yeah, and I ain't but 19, ****, but I'm no joke
Ain't ne'er **** finna fuck me 'cause I know coke
[Verse 8]
Believe that bullshit if you wanna
Heard about shorty and them, and they hotter than a sauna
And watch your tone, you gon' be heard
And one more thing, don't ever use that C word
[Verse 9]
Ay, come on, man, I'm from the West side
I think you already know that we on, man
We gettin' dough, boy, we movin' blow, boy
And we was hotter than the stove in '94, boy
[Verse 10]
Ay, that might be true
But I ain't worried 'bout them, I'm tryna help you
It ain't about who damn bread is longest
It's about who could stay out on these streets the longest
[Verse 11]
Ay, 'cause one slip, then you outta here
Won't be back until them damn Buck Roger years
Well, tell you what, gimme what you think I oughta have
Watch how I have 'em thieves askin' for your autograph
[Verse 12]
Well, they don't put you on the track with a well-known trap man
Ay, I'm well know myself, so hell, I might as well trap with you
This shit can get crazy, dawg, I hope you brought your strap with you
And yeah, I'm a cap peelin' crack dealer, this ain't just no rap, ****
[Verse 13]
Well, they don't put you on the track with a well-known trap man
Ay, I'm well know myself, so hell, I might as well trap with you
This shit can get crazy, dawg, I hope you brought your strap with you
And, yeah, I'm a cap peelin' crack dealer, this ain't just no rap, ****
Written by: Christopher Gholson, J. Jenkins, J. White, L. Dixon, M. Scott
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