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​angels in the trap - persona lyrics

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[hook]
real street n+gga, ain’t no flaw in my persona
real street n+gga, man they treat me like obama
real street n+gga, got this 30 it ain’t gon’ rumble
real street n+gga, i’m good up in that jungle
i’m a real street n+gga, real street n+gga
i’m a real street n+gga, real street n+gga
i’m a real street n+gga, real street n+gga
rob you with no mask just to show you that’s it me n+gga

[verse 1]
first i find my target, then i get to shootin’
you could call me fredo curry when i got that ruger
you only take pics with your strap, you ain’t gon’ use it
you only take pics with your strap, yous not a shooter
flexin’ hard, got your baby mama down with my movement
she suckin’ d+ck with her bestfriend and they cool in my jacuzzi
she say i’m a trap n+gga, she say you a loser
can’t name one timе i took a b+tch to the movies
you the typе of goofy that’ll fall in love with a groupie
i’m a type of trap n+gga, in the hallway with a uzi
broad day shoot outs you would of thought it was a movie
scarface paid in full, i got the juice, i ain’t gotta prove it

[hook]
real street n+gga, ain’t no flaw in my persona
real street n+gga, man they treat me like obama
real street n+gga, got this 30 it ain’t gon’ rumble
real street n+gga, i’m good up in that jungle
i’m a real street n+gga, real street n+gga
i’m a real street n+gga, real street n+gga
i’m a real street n+gga, real street n+gga
rob you with no mask just to show you that’s it me n+gga
[verse 2]
i don’t f+ck with n+ggas, co defendants turn to witness
real trap king n+gga, this is not a gimmick
pistol smack my plug til he show me where his shipments
shoot him in the head, got his whole family attention
i’mma say this once, everybody pay attention
n+gga f+ck with me, now his whole family missin’
real trap n+gga, real street n+gga
real f+ckin’ k!lla, real drug dealer
i was only 12 when i first start sellin’ dope
you was on the porch with your mama jumpin’ rope
trap just did a triple double, weed, molly and coke
police run up in my trap, i’m shootin’ through the door

[hook]
real street n+gga, ain’t no flaw in my persona
real street n+gga, man they treat me like obama
real street n+gga, got this 30 it ain’t gon’ rumble
real street n+gga, i’m good up in that jungle
i’m a real street n+gga, real street n+gga
i’m a real street n+gga, real street n+gga
i’m a real street n+gga, real street n+gga
rob you with no mask just to show you that’s it me n+gga



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