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xept – trap nigga lyrics

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|intro| [xept]
(inhales.. coughs..)
real trap n-gga
(the african challenge)
(the african shadow)
yeah am trapping(3)
yeah am trapping
yeah am trapping(x3)
yeah am trapping
am trapping(x3)
yeah am trapping
yeah am trapping(x2)

|chorus| x2 [xept]
cos ama trap n-gga sh-t
am on my trap n-gga sh-t
trap n-gga sh-t
am on my trap n-gga sh-t
trap n-gga sh-t
am on my trap n-gga sh-t
sipping on the lean i hit the sp-ce and i trip

|verse| [xept]
am a trap n-gga
yeah you know i keep my glock
real street n-gga
yeah you know i run my block
came from the bottom
and am headed for the top
you say you gangster
n-gga why the f-ck you call the cops
i roll out with my n-ggas
and we sipping on the lean
gat b-tches in my section
and we popping all the pills
i know am mean yeah
and that’s what makes me real
if it ain’t about the paper
then i think we gat no deal
i used to be a rap n-gga
but am trapping now
trigger finger ever ready
pow, man down
yeah my hoes love
love me like am charlie brown
promethazine in my system
gat me feeling like am drowning
my mama used to tell me
boy be careful with them b-tches
am all about paper
that’s why i run my digits
ion trust n0body
cos i hate it when you snitching
you can’t knock me off my feet
you can’t knock me off the hinges
(hold upx3 okay)
i gat my b-tches on fleek
bad b-tch yeah she can backflip
and i keep extended clip
fifty grands on my wrist and i lit

|chorus| [mainzey switch]
am on my trap n-gga sh-t
am on my trap n-gga sh-t
trap n-gga sh-t
am on my trap n-gga sh-t
trap n-gga sh-t
am on my trap n-gga sh-t
yeah
am on my trap n-gga sh-t
trap n-gga sh-t
am on my trap n-gga sh-t
trap n-gga sh-t
am on my trap n-gga sh-t
trap n-gga ahit
am on my trap n-gga sh-t
yeah x2
and i keep extended clip

|verse| [mainzey switch]
and i keep extended clip
bad b-tch she know the deal
catch a young n-gga pants sagging
pull up at the block, pants sagging
am like n-gga f-ck the cops
real street n-gga f-ck the cops
keep a naked eleven in my f-cking draws
f-ck around the n-gga, you will get shot
trap n-gga sh-t, bad boy sh-t
pull up at your spot, gat extended clip
air this sh-t out, all these n-ggas they be acting
real street n-gga, gat no faking
am so real, you so fake
when it comes to the money am never late
am like skrr, i hear the money calling
keep the cash on the dash

|chorus| x2 [xept]
cos ama trap n-gga sh-t
am on my trap n-gga sh-t
trap n-gga sh-t
am on my trap n-gga sh-t
trap n-gga sh-t
am on my trap n-gga sh-t
sipping on the lean i hit the sp-ce, and i trip
and i trip



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