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T.I.( Clifford Joseph Harris Jr. )
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Trap Muzik
Lyricist:Aldrin Davis, Clifford Harris, Marquinarius Holmes, Nathaniel Josey
This a trap, come on This ain't no album This ain't no game This is trap, trap muzik This ain't no album This ain't no game This is trap, trap muzik
This ain't no album This ain't no game This is trap, trap muzik This ain't no album This ain't no game This is trap, trap muzik
This ain't no album This ain't no game Because its trap, trap muzik This ain't no album This ain't no game This is trap, trap muzik
This ain't no album This ain't no game This is trap, trap muzik
Welcome back to the trap Niggas back in the trap Wit another heavy Chevy Big dope boys and trap
All you rap niggas role out I trap when it's cold out Whack niggas flyin' But I stay down to I'm sold out
'Cause down a hundred ground Like a rapping in a dope house Man wherever I be The Feds got me scoped out
Motherfucker, let my nuts hang Block out the duc canes Cook it to the bubbles Double fast as a Mustang
I know you think you fuck man But little showty tuff man Been a long time Since a nigg from Atlanta Spit this nuts game
That's a very few of real niggas So how could they give nigga The feelin' that a real nigga Would get around a real nigga
All they do is still niggas ideas And rhythm wit 'em Holla sumthin' similar Talkin' 'bout the hood
Like they hung in 'em I got a million rhythms Want 'em, come get 'em What bitch you pussy nigga I'm just havin' fun wit 'em
This a trap, c'mon This ain't no album This ain't no game This is trap, trap muzik This ain't no album This ain't no game This is trap, trap muzik
This ain't no album This ain't no game This is trap, trap muzik This ain't no album This ain't no game This is trap, trap muzik
This ain't no album This ain't no game Because it's trap, trap muzik This ain't no album This ain't no game This is trap, trap muzik
This ain't no album This ain't no game This is trap, trap muzik
Still telling niggas I ain't wholing, I ain't crolling When the 12 hit the corner Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I ain't brolling I ain't rolling
Keep the coat stretch out Like Carl Louis Hamstrings Stepped on like I'm working With the damn thing
Dribble baby ain't seen What I do to a ounce of doe A whip man on my pager Like I pay you folks To whip some more
I'm doper than the fluid cellur I flip it all up by myself I give my niggas recipes So, they can turn to sumthin' else
They love to work That's why I keep 'em comin' Like conlasions plate We flip the cake We move this shit from Georgia Baby state to state
Attemadate, niggas in the city Who've been moving weight Nobody loosing weight They fuck with us 'Cause you've been known to hate
Demonstrate The way we turned the trout Out in '98, it started out in '95 Started out with nicks and dimes
Niggas you done lost your mind Thinking you could set up shop Pimpin' I respect the game Lets take this to another block
This is trap This ain't no album This ain't no game This is trap, trap muzik This ain't no album This ain't no game This is trap, trap muzik
This ain't no album This ain't no game This is trap, trap muzik This ain't no album This ain't no game This is trap, trap muzik
This ain't no album This ain't no game This is trap, trap muzik This ain't no album This ain't no game This is trap, trap muzik
This ain't no album This ain't no game This is trap, trap muzik
Pimp squad, showty still in the trap When I spot a scene hot With the man name Jon And the collad green pot
On a lot of straight hen And a lot of green pot Competition in a range Like he gotta be stop
Well, maybe I will be But probably not, oh What the blood cloak You try to knock 'em out
And he sock Listen to me, I'm serious Thinkin' how did he not End up way up, on the top of Detroit
If come where I was See, you gotta be pop And if you really want to pop And I rather be dropped
Listen pops, want to know A little more about rap? First rule this is real It ain't just a record deal, it's a trap
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