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I was chillin n da hood should I say da Trap
N****s lookin 4 da work n know exactly where I'm at
Posted up I'm chillin stackin 2 da ceillin
Tryna figure out da fastest way grind up on a million
In a dope fein jacket she know dat I'm da man
Gotta in come tax check N she spent 3 grand
Keepa str8 shoota da girl got it bad
Caught her n da backyard breakin down brillo pads
Don't be cursin at my grandma watch ya mufuckin mouth
See me n da street don't be cumin 2 her house
There go robin a** Carlos I pay him no mind
Last n***a tried 2 get shot his a** 4x
Keep my ears 2 da street heard thru da grapevine
Him and dem n****s steady runnin with plottin on mine
Get how a live yea I'm ready 4 da static
50 round clip n it's fully automatic
Fresh outta work so I'm baggin up mo'
Til' my lil cousin told me dat my P. O. At da doe
Ain't this boutta b***h
Hit da corner burnin
Curfews at 9 n it's only 7: 30
So now I'm at my aunt's house I need 2 use da kitchen
No matta what I give her she be mufuckin trippin
She ask 4 800 hundred I gave her what I got
My s**t ain't where I put who been fuckin with my pot?
She said nobody
I said I can't tell she said it's over there witcha' bags an ya' scale
Gotta H-Town plate first thing n da moanin'
Headed 2 his front doe b4 da n***a start yawnin'

[Chorus:]
I'm talkin Trap files
Trap files
I'm talkin trap files
Trap files
I'm talkin trap files

I was cillin n da hood should I say da trap
N****s lookin 4 da work n kno exactly where I'm at
Posted up chillin stackin 2 da ceillin
Tryna figure out da fastest way grind up on a million
Heard this n***a buyin' cars man this mufucka krazi
All this playin phone tag n***a f**k you pay me
Get smash like potatoes 4 thinkin s**t gravy
1 phone call il' have his whole body lazy
Plotican with da hommies all convicted felons
Been 2 prison 6x n ain't s**t dat you can tellem'
And he rite back at it
Touchdown n December n***a dam near folded still I had 2 gang member First
A n***a skool dem
Den I roll da dice went I tell da folks s**t I need dem n my life
So now I'm pickin up my money
Tuck my pistol n my pants bet him 20/20 mo'
So I left it like a grand
Dope game b***h you can play if you wanna
Heard da feds snatch lil Tony dem' frum round da corner
Heard da n***a got caught with 2 bricks and a lima
Even picked up his girl n den they came n got his momma'
Gotta motor y tap shuda' heard it n his tone
This crack dummy a** n***a talkin reckless on da phone

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