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prince eazy – trap queen freestyle lyrics

[verse 1]
ask about my n-ggas, whole squad let them llamas fry
have a n-gga body wrapped up, looking mummified
they just gave my lil homie life, for a homicide
he was like my brother, so i cried when his momma cried
that’s f-cked up
ain’t n0body never gave a sh-t n-gga
y’all had moms and dads, we was hitting l!cks n-gga
we was on a mission, tryna be some young rich n-ggas
then started tweaking, started f-cking with them b-tch n-ggas
he like “bro they cool”, i’m like “n-ggas pretend”
just cause he hanging with you that don’t mean that he yo man
n-ggas snakes, they be fake
they be talking to the jakes
and they only rocking with you cause they want to take your place
and i was right
cause then my n-gga doing life
happened once, won’t happen twice
imma keep my circle tight
and if the opps want to fight
we can do it, f-ck shooting
we can rumble down
beat a n-gga, ’till my knuckles red
like sonic friend
[?] at the west and spray
shoot him in the neck and waist
have his chest filled with more metal than collection plates
when i shoot him i bet you i move him, like section 8
they gon’ find you sleeping with your cousin like kevin gates
i hate fakers
these ain’t punchlines, these haymakers
that’ll hit you so hard you won’t wake up until a day later
if i hit you in your face, your whole jaw will split
ray charles will walk past like, “i saw that sh-t”
somebody call up yeezy
and tell him that the hottest in chiraq is prince eazy
my block got work on it
chain got purp on it
and i got a nextel watch, with a chirp on it
whole city rap, but they dont rap like i do though
my bars on mickey mouse dog, thats pluto
im the hottest in the street
a lot of n-ggas weak
and i ain’t gotta rap an hour on another n-gga beat
and if a n-gga want beef, it ain’t sh-t to take his name away
or have my f-cking russian n-ggas blow his brains away
catch him at the red light (skrrrrr)
let the banger spray
you’ll die like denzel did on his training day

[bridge]
the feds came to her door
asking her where eazy at
and she like, “i dont know”
she a thug b-tch, another b-tch she woulda told
the feds asked at court, she act stupider than [?]
shawty -ss mob, but she just play the roll
she my trap queen, let her hit the bando
a n-gga touch her, watch me turn to rambo
i grab a [?] and fill it up with 10 [?]
bird in a bag, now she think she banjo
this choppa got a nose like that muppet gonzo
and when that b-tch spit it sound like a drum roll
she my trap queen, but she like my friend though
i only love 2 women, thats my momma and my pole

[hook]
and imma ride with my baby
nina by my side i had to hide my .380 yeaaahhh
you owe me pies, better pay me
i run up in yo crib and shoot some fries on yo baby yeaaahhh
and imma ride with my baby
nina by my side i had to hide my .380 yeaaahhh
and imma die with my baby
[?] or catch a homicide with my baby

- prince eazy lyrics

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