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Que - God Bless The Trap lyrics

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Feat. Snootie Wild

Niggas selling fool and afraid take a pinches

Be careful how you move cuz you can’t beat the system

Niggas wearing wise, pressure made alright

State and don’t get lies, sit here for his temp

God bless the trap

God bless the trap

God bless the trap

God bless the trap

Pussy nigga be on snitches free, sing a point, fake a cop and please

Pressure make and turn and fringe it

Gotta ride and stake mister sign and dice

Watch the nigga better stay alarmed

Cuz a lot of nigga be a paper work

Talking and tell the whole story

Let the table speak into a voice recording

I can’t try the hoer, gotta keep the pow

For you serve that nigga, check her and then might go

Tough they might me high, check her for a while

Me gonna wash your pride,

Cuz your undercover , when you talking numbers I might fuck the rest

That will get you cloud, don’t you try to count

We ain't cuttin' slack, I don't want no daps

I ain't fuckin' with it, I know it's a trap

Free them niggas victim of a snitch

Have my dog sic if you a bitch

Gangsta niggas turnin' tattletale

Til I so they won't go to jail

New Porch and cuff it ain’t go break down

Started out on a paper round

Nice point niggas out and drive

When you turn back down, we gonna take back down

Niggas selling fool and afraid take a pinches

Be careful how you move cuz you can’t beat the system

Niggas wearing wise, pressure made alright

State and don’t get lies, sit here for his temp

God bless the trap

God bless the trap

God bless the trap

God bless the trap

The niggas they watching, they watching, they watching

What the fuck are they looking at?

The niggas they snitching, they snitching, they snitching

What the fuck is you talking at?

Kicking and started your dope

Knocking the beach on the floor

You know where the story ends?

You know gangsters ain’t pretend

Making deals with the DEA, signing the papers like the MBA

Seven bitches like the paparazzi

Now the police will make ‘em stopping

Put the work on the low, low

Am I home? That’s a no, no

Run them hoers, that’s a no, no

Never keep that when I stay

That’s why I pray every day

To keep the demons away

Prey for my well, pray for my dog, don’t want to get you (?)

Niggas selling fool and afraid take a pinches

Be careful how you move cuz you can’t beat the system

Niggas wearing wise, pressure made alright

State and don’t get lies, sit here for his temp

God bless the trap

God bless the trap

God bless the trap

God bless the trap

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