2eleven - Trap House lyrics
rate meChorus:
This is what I do…
There ain’t about money, man
You ain’t saying…
You may catch me.. try to flip…
You’re grown up, say hello to my pistol.
A rocket up, chop it up and try to…
I hit the stash, got the bag, gotta do some
I won’t forget it….
I’ve got my money, man
Got my money, man!
Hustle one and one…
Go hard on these niggers come second to none,
Chick rap like…
The ice-cream here, you can say I’ve gotta look up,
Shake it rough I’mma serve a nigger…
Put that on a turf and I never blew the hood up,
Yeah, you know I bang when I bleed,
..I’m the…
California trap it and I do it,
Catch it out of town, touch down and….
I talk big money, and I can back it up,
Busted all the way here and I back it up.
Yeah, catch me a…
Blast house parked in front of a trap house.
…never.. down I stay on my..
Chorus:
This is what I do…
There ain’t about money, man
You ain’t saying none,
You can catch me.. try to flip…
..say hello to my pistol.
A rocket up, chop it up and try to…
I hit the stash, got the bag, gotta do some
I won’t forget it….
I’ve got my money, man
Got my money, man!
Chill, about my mother fucker…
And I ain’t saying shit, if it ain’t about…
A lot of niggers claim will but they’re really haters,
…Big chain on my neck screaming loud fuck haters,
..on my truck when I’m on my…
All I do is get it, nigger, why hate us?
…Good faithers, you know mother fucker…
Catch me.. get your bitch…
… when I’m yelling…
….the same old shit, the same trap house
None moving but the bricks,…
Cause this real shit, …
Chorus:
This is what I do…
There ain’t about money, man
You ain’t saying none,
You can catch me.. try to flip…
..say hello to my pistol.
A rocket up, chop it up and try to…
I hit the stash, got the bag, gotta do some
I won’t forget it….
I’ve got my money, man
Got my money, man!
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Thanks to madailui
