название:

Work - Macboney


автор:

T.I.


жанры: chill
альбомы: Grand Hustle Presents In Da Streetz Volume 4
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This a trap 
  This ain't no album 
  This ain't no game 
  This a trap 
  (Trap muzik) 

  This ain't no album 
  This ain't no game 
  This a trap 
  (Trap muzik) 

  This ain't no album 
  This ain't no game 
  This a trap 
  (Trap muzik) 

  This ain't no album 
  This ain't no game 
  This a trap 
  (Trap muzik) 

  This ain't no album 
  This ain't no game 
  Nigga, this a trap 
  (Trap muzik) 

  This ain't no album 
  This ain't no game 
  This a trap 
  (Trap muzik) 

  This ain't no album 
  This ain't no game 
  This a trap 
  (Trap muzik) 

  Welcome back to the trap 
  Niggas back in the trap 
  Wit' another heavy Chevy 
  Big dope boys and trap 

  All you rap niggas role out 
  I trap when it's cold out 
  Whack niggas flyin' 
  But I stay down to I'm sold out 

  'Cause down a hundred ground 
  Like a rapping in a dope house 
  Man wherever I be 
  The feds got me scoped out 

  Mother fucker let my nuts hang 
  Block out the duc canes 
  Cook it to it bubbles 
  Double fast as a mustang 

  I know you think you fuck man 
  But little showty tuff man 
  Been a long time 
  Since a nigga from Atlanta 
  Spit this nuts game 

  Thats a very few of real niggas 
  So how could they give nigga 
  The feelin' that a real nigga 
  Would get around a real nigga 

  All they do is still niggas ideas 
  And rhythm wit' 'em 
  Holla sumthin' similar 
  Talking 'bout the hood 
  Like they hung in 'em 

  I got a million rhythms 
  Want 'em come get 'em 
  What bitch you pussy nigga 
  I'm just havin' fun wit' 'em 

  This a trap 
  This ain't no album 
  This ain't no game 
  This a trap 
  (Trap muzik) 

  This ain't no album 
  This ain't no game 
  This a trap 
  (Trap muzik) 

  This ain't no album 
  This ain't no game 
  This a trap 
  (Trap muzik) 

  This ain't no album 
  This ain't no game 
  This a trap 
  (Trap muzik) 

  This ain't no album 
  This ain't no game 
  Nigga, this a trap 
  (Trap muzik) 

  This ain't no album 
  This ain't no game 
  This a trap 
  (Trap muzik) 

  This ain't no album 
  This ain't no game 
  This a trap 
  (Trap muzik) 

  Still telling niggas 
  I ain't wholing, I ain't crolling 
  When the 12 hit the corner 
  I ain't brolling, I ain't rolling 

  Keep the coat stretch out 
  Like Carl Louis Hamstring 
  Stepped on like I'm working 
  With the damn thing 

  Drible baby ain't seen 
  What I do to a ounce of doe 
  A whip man on my pager 
  Like I pay you folks to whip some more 

  I'm doper than the fluid cellar 
  I flip it all up by myself 
  I give my niggas recipes 
  So they can turn to sumthin' else 

  They love to work 
  That's why I keep 'em comin' 
  Like conlasions plate 
  We flip the cake 

  We move this shit from Georgia 
  Baby state to state 
  Attemadate, niggas in the city 
  Who've been moving weight 

  Nobody loosing weight, they fuck with us 
  'Cause you've been known to hate 

  Demonstrate the way we turned the trout 
  Out in '98, started out in '95 
  Started out with nicks and dimes 
  Niggas you done lost your mind 

  Thinking you could set up shop 
  Pimpin' I respect the game 
  Let's take this to another block 

  This is trap 
  This ain't no album 
  This ain't no game 
  This a trap 
  (Trap muzik) 

  This ain't no album 
  This ain't no game 
  This a trap 
  (Trap muzik) 

  This ain't no album 
  This ain't no game 
  This a trap 
  (Trap muzik) 

  This ain't no album 
  This ain't no game 
  This a trap 
  (Trap muzik) 

  This ain't no album 
  This ain't no game 
  Nigga, this a trap 
  (Trap muzik) 

  This ain't no album 
  This ain't no game 
  This a trap 
  (Trap muzik) 

  This ain't no album 
  This ain't no game 
  This a trap 
  (Trap muzik) 

  Pimp squad 
  Showty still in the trap 
  When I spot a scene hot 
  With the man name Jon 
  And the collard green pot 

  On a lot of straight hen 
  And a lot of green pot 
  Compaction in a range 
  Like he gotta be stop 

  Well maybe I will be 
  But probably not 
  Oh, what the blood cloak 
  You try to knock em out and he sock 

  Listen to me I'm serious 
  Thinkin' how did he not 
  End up way up 
  On the top of Detroit 

  If come where I was 
  You gotta be pop 
  And if you really want to pop 
  And I rather be dropped 

  Listen pops 
  Want to know a little more about rap 
  First rule this is real 
  It ain't just a record deal 
  It's a trap
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