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letra de trappin' tryin' to make it - mpr tito

[chorus: druugz]
i’m just trapping, trying to make it
i’m just trapping, trying to make it
i know them and they really hate it
i know they wanna come take it
i’m just trapping, trying to make it
i’m just trapping, trying to make it
i’ve been with robbers and takers
yeah, they told me i need to stop taking
in the trap, just trying to make it
my n-gg-s depending on me
more stacks than burberry
and i margiela my feet
i keep the barrel on me
i keep the barrel on me
in the streets, you don’t want beef
young n-gg-, pull up with heat

[verse 1: mpr t-to]
all new in designer blood
just ran off, i need another plug
i’m real right, y’all n-gg-s duds
got a rollie sandwich just to k!ll the buzz
i pour the red, but i love the tussin
you got a strap, but won’t even bust it
on rollie sh-t, keep it on the hush
i’m flying down bandler, i’m in a rush
stayed down in the trap till i get it up
new gucci swag, they eating it up
hurry your plate, so we eating you up
floating in the trap, i’m beaming it up
strap in my hand, f-cked keeping it tucked
stayed down, come up like my n-gg- jugg
if you n-gg-s know me, then you know a plug
i don’t never going broke, got it out the mud
[?] flying, man, f-ck it up
remix the brick, call it switching up
if a n-gg- ain’t 20, i ain’t piece you up
stayed down in the trap, f-ck being strung
served the dummy at the pizza hut
proper etiquette, i’m stuck up
every time i’d re-up
it’s in all twenties ’cause of 20’s, blood

[verse 2: druugz]
started out of sh-t, i didn’t have no starter kit
you can’t get no money like it’s a r-t-rded b-tch
i started out trapping the seven i started with
dumb-ss [?] get out of it
i [?] the f-ck out the jugg out the counterfeit
i’m trying to be wealthy, f-ck being kinda rich
i need a rich b-tch, not any kind of b-tch
[?] locked up in county, b-tch
just got out and i’m out on bond
i do not look at trapping as a crime
i’m on the pots on the block with the bong
trap on my [?], switching my phones
this n-gg- on one, smoking the strong
mpr, [?] pistol on the low
strippers on my phone
they just won’t leave me alone
know i’m gonna kick up my throne
know i just run up a check
sending me bags of the bomb
b-tch can’t get no check
b-tch can’t get no respect
b-tch can’t give up that neck
b-tch, i’ve been running the checks

- mpr tito

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