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young jeezy – trap files lyrics

i was chillin n da hood should i say da trap
n-gg-s lookin 4 da work n know exactly where i’m at
posted up i’m chillin stackin 2 da ceillin
tryna figure out da fastest way grind up on a million
in a dope fein jacket she know dat i’m da man
gotta in come tax check n she spent 3 grand
keepa str8 shoota da girl got it bad
caught her n da backyard breakin down brillo pads
don’t be cursin at my grandma watch ya muf-ckin mouth
see me n da street don’t be c-min 2 her house
there go robin -ss carlos i pay him no mind
last n-gg- tried 2 get shot his -ss 4x
keep my ears 2 da street heard thru da grapevine
him and dem n-gg-s steady runnin with plottin on mine
get how a live yea i’m ready 4 da static
50 round clip n it’s fully automatic
fresh outta work so i’m baggin up mo’
til’ my lil cousin told me dat my p.o. at da doe
ain’t dis boutta b-tch
hit da corner burnin
curfews at 9 n it’s only 7: 30
so now i’m at my aunt’s house i need 2 use da kitchen
no matta what i give her she be muf-ckin trippin
she ask 4 800 hundred i gave her what i got
my sh-t ain’t where i put who been f-ckin with my pot?
she said n-body
i said i can’t tell she said it’s over there witcha’ bags an ya’ scale gotta h-town plate first thing n da moanin’
headed 2 his front doe b4 da n-gg- start yawnin’

[chorus:]
i’m talkin trap files
trap files
i’m talkin trap files
trap files
i’m talkin trap files

i was cillin n da hood should i say da trap
n-gg-s lookin 4 da work n kno exactly where i’m at
posted up chillin stackin 2 da ceillin
tryna figure out da fastest way grind up on a million
heard dis n-gg- buyin’ cars man dis muf-cka krazi
all dis playin phone tag n-gg- f-ck u pay me
get smash like potatoes 4 thinkin sh-t gravy
1 phone call il’ have his whole body lazy
plotican with da hommies all convicted felons
been 2 prison 6x n ain’t sh-t dat u can tellem’
and he rite back at it
touchdown n december n-gg- dam near folded still i had 2 gang member first a n-gg- skool dem
den i roll da dice went i tell da folks sh-t i need dem n my life
so now i’m pickin up my money
tuck my pistol n my pants bet him 20/20 mo’
so i left it like a grand
dope game b-tch u can play if u wanna
heard da feds sn-tch lil tony dem’ frum round da corner
heard da n-gg- got caught with 2 bricks and a lima
even picked up his girl n den they came n got his momma’
gotta motor y tap shuda’ heard it n his tone
dis crack dummy -ss n-gg- talkin reckless on da phone

[chorus]

- young jeezy lyrics

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