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letra de trap or die - lil tony official

[intro]
okay
oh (hood— hood— hood— hood—)
ah (hoodrich)

[chorus]
yeah, to some n-ggas, it’s trap or die, to me, sh-t, it was trap or rob (trap or rob)
i would push up, put that fire on you ’cause i ain’t have a job (have a job, four3va)
b-tch boy, i’m a rich boy, i just f-cked my ho at taj mahal (taj mahal)
lotta these rap n-ggas get my rebound, rat boy pau gasol (rat boy)

[verse]
f-ck a rap friend, these boys flaw (rat boy)
he go mac-10, then get off (he get off)
he be rattin’ what he saw (he saw)
he’s a rat boy, knock him off (knock him off)
d-mn, lil tony like to ball (like to ball)
came through, then f-cked up the mall (f-cked up the mall)
n-ggas talkin’ ’bout they slidin’, that sh-t just cap, we done shot at them all (at them all)
let me get right back on track, i drop checks and i source it back
the mail, the mix, the highs and lows together, i gotta sort the pack (sort the pack)
p-ssy keep on dissin’ me, i don’t diss back ’cause that lil’ sh-t wack (lil’ sh-t wack)
k!lled that baby, i’m gon’ dunk his ass, now that’s a shaq attack (shaq attack)
big fire on me, it’s a 45 glock, lil tony pack his gat
your ho on me, d-mn, this n-gga trippin’, i’m gon’ pass her back (pass her back)
he left her lonely, went all in her trunk, so i just want her neck (want her neck)
she ain’t wanna f-ck, now she wan’ f-ck because i got a check (got the neck)
bust him, he reach for my chain, spent too much on this pinky ring (i ain’t playin’)
i think i’m too rich to fight some sh-t, he gotta go bye-bye (bye-bye)
chief keef, my sh-t go bang-bang (bang-bang)
can’t be me, boy, you don’t have stain (don’t have stain)
i don’t talk, i let sh-t rain (let sh-t rain)
pull up, let that chopper sing (chopper sing)
i was fifteen puttin’ that fire on n-ggas, on god, i been had aim (on god, boy)
i was sixteen pushin’ up on n-ggas just like major payne (major payne)
n-gga told his mama he couldn’t get with us, that sh-t made my day (made my day)
thick b-tch from the east asked can she suck me up? b-tch, yes, you may (yes, you may)
after she get done, if she want her pape’, she gotta throat the gang
seventeen, i fell in love with revolvers, bought a 38 (38)
eighteen, my partner did me wrong, that n-gga turned to snake (turned to snake)
nineteen, i kept it cool, i almost went back, shot his face (yeah)
[chorus]
to some n-ggas, it’s trap or die, to me, sh-t, it was trap or rob (trap or rob)
i would push up, put that fire on you ’cause i ain’t have a job (have a job)
b-tch boy, i’m a rich boy, i just f-cked my ho at taj mahal (taj mahal)
lotta these rap n-ggas get my rebound, rat boy pau gasol (pau gasol)

- lil tony official

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