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philthy rich - young niggas trappin' lyrics

[verse 1: tadoe]
young n+gga trappin
[?] n+gga smoke is [?] sh+t
yeah that bullsh+t
og cookies, n+gga and a backwood
hit the block, [?]
n+gga [?] we gon smoke his ass
like a swisher n+gga, [?]
[?]
[?]
don’t try to cop an amg, [?]
you know how i’m coming
you know how i want it
i’m in the trap in the hallways counting [?]
it’s glo gang summer
i think it’s squad summer
n+ggas steady hate on us, cause we doing numbers
a hundred fifty thou
in them blue bucks
i’m in a blue [?]
[?]
[?] spent a couple thou
[?] this is not no [?]
you a f+cking [?] you a f+cking cookie
if you was posted on the block, i’ll take your cookies
n+gga that’s what it is
[?]
run up in the trap, tell a n+gga give it up
[?]
[?]
[verse 2: juicedasavage]
[?] with the motherf+cking [?]
i ain’t miss a n+gga, imma hit him in his sh+t
[?] talking sh+t
[?] f+cked your main b+tch
passed to tadoe, f+cked the gang b+tch
know how we coming
know how we bumming
big [?] big [?] know how we rocking
big [?] b+tch, [?] sh+t
hundreds all on us, undreds [?]
riding in the summer
riding on them hummers
riding in a jeap, [?]
know we doing numbers
knowing that we touring
knowing that we [?]
kowing that we rocking
knowing [?] rocking
and we keep glocks, so this n+gga [?]
shoot him in his neck, now shoot him in his face
we don’t give a f+ck, n+gga get erased

[chorus: juicedasavage]
young n+gga trappin
young n+gga trappin
young n+gga trappin out the f+cking hallways
gotta toat dracs, glocks, sticks all day
me and tadoe make a hundred, f+ck a play
served a hundred j’s, and i’m out the trap house
young n+gga trappin out the f+cking halways
young n+gga trappin out the f+cking hallways
young n+gga trappin
young n+gga trappin
[verse 3: lil aj]
if we talking racks, ten in my pocket right now
30 on my hip, rest in peace big glo
i’m that n+gga in my section, yeah i get it poppin
everytime i cop a new whip, b+tches panties droppin
i had a 650, and i had a trap [?]
we talking coupe sh+t, rest in peace [?]
when the glock speak, yeah [?]
aired his ass out [?] he was an easy target
we all in [?] money, yeah we gloed up
everytime i [?] you know we pouring 4’s up
we keep it lit, from the bay to l.a
big uzi in the stash, back seat is the k
we keep it lit, for that n+gga [?]
[?] 40 on my hip i keep it on me
when it get to boppin, n+ggas better pick sides
[?] mr. nice guy

[verse 4: philthy rich]
eh mr. nice guy
n+gga the wraith doors suicide
slide down my block, that’s suicide
n+gga won’t make it through the night
i’m in [?] with [?]
off the syrup, f+cking caught a body
sem city ice city
the k hold a hundred fifty
the ia cost a hundred fifty
all this ice cost a hundred fifty
rest in peace to big glo
eh rest in peace to capo
rest in peace to [?]
got your main b+tch choosing
i’m freestyling in the booth b+tch
i heard them n+ggas got loose lips
[chorus: juicedasavage]
young n+gga trappin
young n+gga trappin
young n+gga trappin out the f+cking hallways
gotta toat dracs, glocks, sticks all day
me and tadoe make a hundred, f+ck a play
served a hundred j’s, and i’m out the trap house
young n+gga trappin out the f+cking halways
young n+gga trappin out the f+cking hallways
young n+gga trappin
young n+gga trappin

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