Trap or Die
Album: Let's Get It: Thug Motivation 101
Release Date: 7/26/05
Label: Def Jam
Explicit version of "Trap or Die" lyrics
Jeezy
I'm hearin' these niggaz in the club
Bitin' your motherfuckin' ad-libs
What the f*** goin' on nigga?
You better check these motherfuckin' niggaz
Real f*** wit real nigga and these niggaz
Ain't real out here on these motherfuckin' streets nigga
Especially these f*** ass industry niggaz mayne
Nigga we been doin' this s*** since ninety-five
Last time I checked I was the man on these streets
They call me residue
Got diarrhea flow
Even when I'm constipated I still s*** on niggaz
Got some Super Friends in the Legion of Doom
Stay blowin' purple s*** that keep me high like the moon
Yeah
I'm a hater like you
Nigga sneak this and that ain't how we play
F*** with mind
Now tell me I ain't real
Went from old school Chevys to Beamer coupes
Got a hundred niggaz with me and everybody gon' shoot
Try me nigga
Eat your lil' ass up like a chanterelle plate
The whole pie like Domino's
I'm tryna stack my bacon up
You can try dawg but it ain't easy
Mix the flake with the soul
You still wanna talk blow man?
Soft white like Alaska
Smoke purp' by the pound
Re-up on the first then again on the fifth
We trap or die nigga
And these hoes love a nigga 'cause they know that we the truth
Got the Chevy same color Tropicana orange juice
We trap or die nigga
Post on the block
Slow motion
Trap all day
It's dinner time but a gangsta cookin' pancakes
Rubberbands when we wrap them stacks
Time to ship it outta town
Think ahead in case the K-9's get loose
In the tubes like the ties on my Mongoose
Smoke purp' by the pound
Re-up on the first then again on the fifth
We trap or die nigga
And these hoes love a nigga 'cause they know that we the truth
Got the Chevy same color Tropicana orange juice
We trap or die nigga
Yeah
Ridin' candy slab
Outta line niggaz get back in place where you should've been
In case you don't understand
King of the underground
You 'bout to make me go postal for f*****' with my mail
You got the connect but you ain't got the clientele
You the hoax and niggaz know it
Rat b****
I'm finna break some bread with the feds? You dumb as hell
I been around the block before
And I don't f*** around when the feds in town I got to go
Respect my mind 'cause I'm a trill old schooler
Summer time get too hot
U
In P
Smoke purp' by the pound
Re-up on the first then again on the fifth
We trap or die nigga
And these hoes love a nigga 'cause they know that we the truth
Got the Chevy same color Tropicana orange juice
We trap or die nigga
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