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Trapperz
2.300
Hip-Hop/Rap
Trapperz adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak RCA/Since 93 tarafından 22 Mart 2019 tarihinde yayınlandıRoll the Dice
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Çıkış Tarihi22 Mart 2019
FirmaRCA/Since 93
DilEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM179

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[Verse 1]
I don't care if raps works (Why is that?)
Why is that? 'Cause then you have to trap first (Yeah)
I pick a pack up, then I break a pack down
I always change my number when it makes a mad sound
These man are raw, up in the air, it give me goosebumps
Different type of breed, I ain't like these new punks (I'm not)
While we you was out with a bitch on some loser shit
I was on the strip with a niche tryna move a brick (Yeah)
We ain't from east, but we mashed hands
How you callin' him a shooter? He ain't clout rounds
I ain't a peach, I ain't tryna give a hook time
I'm tellin' you, my strip's hard like western
Need a whole brizzy for lizzy, not a ounce of each
Drizzy in the wizzy 'cause I don't' know who's out for me
The feds got my **** faces in the mart, he calls
I spend every summer in the trap, fuck a carnival (Yeah)
**** hate 'cause the truth hurts (Let's go)
Stop braggin' 'bout the past and do some new dirt
**** ain't flyin' straight, the right angle
I never showed a bitch my yard or the bandos
See hit squad in the ride, then it's your problem
My **** go Joe, land road, then I've got them
She ask me if I trap every day, I told her often
Grab bare worker, I'm goin' back to Scotland
Yeah, man, I'm flyin' up to Scottie
Back to the traphouse, answerin' them hotties
She's so peng, one to four in that body
And when you with that white girl, you better do your properly
Told my ****, do more and just talk less
Call them ****, tore it off, it make no sense (It don't)
See my **** and I didn't get bill
All and all, we made a killin' when we wells (Yeah)
My lil' **** shit on a grave shift
And I ain't ringin' down my phone for his wages (Naw)
I told him, this a traphouse, not a policeman
And you got a poor shifty for a payment
Hood bitches love me 'cause I'm gangsta while I'm claw, son
**** talkin' friends, he ain't never been my dawgy
I's in the trap with them old school huaraches
**** talkin' war and they ain't even got a army (Naw)
Written by: Adrian Francis, Curtis James, Mark Waxkirsch, Mu'Adh Badley
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