letra de trap [v1] - baby jamo
[intro]
(trapdanny on the beat)
(hey tall)
(m-m-maxo this beat going brazy)
hey tall (got the men in the booth with me n-gga, i’m in the trap by the way n-gga) (this is petro gang)
uh, yeah i be right on the rip (uh)
thugging with brisco right with that switch
you spin with me i’ma hop out the whip
shooting my opps i don’t ride in no lyft
tie your boots up we ’bout to lay on an opp and
uh, just caught me a sweet play [?] n-gga [?]
[chorus]
how in the f-ck is your opp? you ain’t shot at me i shot at your top
me and [?] got sh-t rocking [?] a b-tch and he ain’t got no socks on uh
yeah i done ran up some money i’m chasing the sack and i’m [?] just like bitcoin uh
go down the 4th and i’m thugging with [?] ’cause i gotta chill with big boy uh
dirty he making a hit, up top early he making a flip
block he high as sh-t, ugly as sh-t tryna get on his vic, huh
yeah i be thugging with [?], dumping that drac’ and he jumping the fence
yeah i might pour up a deuce, sipping on wock’ or i’m sipping on tris’
[verse 1]
giz he geeked up on the box he tryna get in that car
yeah we screaming “long live ahk” we might just pop a bar, uh
[?] be toting on equipment won’t shoot from afar
got the call from the opp b-tch so i know they caught, huh
glock 22 with the switch with the .50, [?]
[?] with me, you ain’t getting no money you can’t sit with me, uh
yeah i be trapping and rapping, ask about tall i’m all about action
see you in person and get sh-t cracking, real street n-gga i ain’t doing no acting
pull on the opp block [?] just let me out on the corner
hop out the whip with no mask i’m doing it
chasing him down [?]
n-ggas be screaming “it’s street work”
lift up your feet lemme see if your feet dirty
f-ck with the opps and i’m bagging him he birdie
pouring up good sh-t going [?] thirty
[chorus]
how in the f-ck is your opp? you ain’t shot at me i shot at your top
me and [?] got sh-t rocking [?] a b-tch and he ain’t got no socks on uh
yeah i done ran up some money i’m chasing the sack and i’m [?] just like bitcoin uh
go down the 4th and i’m thugging with [?] ’cause i gotta chill with big boy uh
dirty he making a hit, up top early he making a flip
block he high as sh-t, ugly as sh-t tryna get on his vic, huh
yeah i be thugging with [?], dumping that drac’ and he jumping the fence
yeah i might pour up a deuce, sipping on wock’ or i’m sipping on tris’
[verse 2: baby jamo]
yeah we sending a blitz
opps said he broke like a old lady hip
how you [?] a rapper you don’t even spin?
the men let you rap so [?]
yeah i been losing some weight, step on the box and i can’t work the drac’
we ain’t shooting at legs, we shooting at faces
nah i don’t shoot fast i’m shooting [?]
yeah he fumbled the opp [?]
n-ggas be posting and liking them pictures, n-gga we get on your ass, huh
if you need me get a n-gga [?], uh
bet we get the [?] on his ass
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