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letra de trap stories - dubba-aa

[intro: dubba-aa]
ay sit down
let me tell you a story bout how this s–t went down in the hood (yeah yeah)

[hook 1: dubba-aa]
trap stories don’t ignore the do’s and don’t see it ant no back and forth
these n—s k!lling s–t for nothing
you know what hits hitting for
these hoes are bound to set you up
they’ll touch yo ken folks just so they can even up
they say that twelve out they trying to figure out who got shot but we don’t tell now at the candy lady house that’s our bell out
you either ball or you gone rob
but you don’t sell out that show it goes down in the hood yeah

[verse 1: dubba-aa]
once upon a time not long ago
it was a young fly n—a who had the h–s
he kept it real with the streets and never sold his soul
he started playing with them bricks at twelve years old
it was some n—-s that was plotting on em
trying to set em up when came round the corner
but he had word that them boys was on him so he let that b—h rip when they rolled up on em
one thing led to another thing retaliation was a must for they pain
the tried to find a plan where he won’t guess a thing
they found his weakness a pretty b—h with a foreign name
[interlude: dubba-aa]
they had the lil b—h pull up on him
she was like what’s up with you daddy
then she hit that n—a (pow)

[hook 2: dubba-aa]
trap stories don’t ignore the do’s and don’t see it ant no back and forth
these n—s k!lling s–t for nothing
you know what hits hitting for
these hoes are bound to set you up
they’ll touch yo ken folks just so they can even up
they say that twelve out
they trying to figure out who got shot but we don’t tell now at the candy lady house that’s our bell out
you either ball or you gone rob but you don’t sell out that show it goes down in the hood yeah

[verse 2: dubba-aa]
second part to the story it get crazier
that n—a shot but he ain’t dead
he trying to find them n—-s to put one in they head
they say he should recoup but he hit the block instead
he ridding round the city for them n—-s yeah
he turned the block and seen the b—h that hit em yeah
he hop out with his glock yeah (pow pow)
two shots yeah
he f–k around and miss that b—h and hit her daughter yeah
now he racing trying to clear the scene no
little do he know his ops had already seen him
trapped in so there ain’t no where else that he can go
tune in to part to see how the story go

- dubba aa

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