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letra de booby trap - neek bucks & dj hot murda

[intro: dj hot murda]
(buckroll)
we from el barrio
where legends don’t brag, they build
where every handshake mean somethin’
and every dollar got a story behind it (hill made it)
we came from the corners where loyalty ain’t just a word
it’s survival
ain’t no handouts, no cosigns, no shortcuts

[chorus: neek bucks]
okay, i woke up miami, 2 in the morning, let’s go to b00by trap
i’m still high from the other night before
if god gave you a chance, what would you do with that?
and, baby, i ain’t tryna dance, i’m off these meds, that’s why i’m movin’ slow
it’s me and this cup, my prayer rug, and my glock (the murderous mixtapes)
i gotta watch my body, yeah
it’s just mе and this cup, my prayer rug, and my glock (glock, glock, glock)
i’m tryna clear my mind

[verse 1: neek bucks]
okay, i woke up this morning and said my fajr prayеr
kiss on my baby, tell her i love her and i’ll see her later
you know that money keep calling, baby, i gotta go get it, baby
’cause if i don’t get it, that sh-t gon’ fall on me
yeah, and i ain’t tryna never lie, that go for all you motherf-ckers
every time you n-ggas cross me, i’m like f-ck it
but of course them losses crush me
how dare you ever talk to me like nothin’
so i went and bought these diamonds just like f-ck it
and now i’m movin’ carefully, carefully
i got this bl!ck on me, i can’t trust n0body
that sh-t my pride, if i die, would you slide for me?
got so much love for you, why would you lie to me?
[chorus: neek bucks]
okay, i woke up miami, 2 in the morning, let’s go to b00by trap
i’m still high from the other night before
if god gave you a chance, what would you do with that?
and, baby, i ain’t tryna dance, i’m off these meds, that’s why i’m movin’ slow
it’s me and this cup, my prayer rug, and my glock (glock, glock, glock)
i gotta watch my body, yeah
it’s just me and this cup, my prayer rug, and my glock (glock, glock, glock)
i’m tryna clear my mind

[verse 2: neek bucks]
you know i heard it all before, i’m glad i never gave up (the murderous mixtapes)
i picked my head up off the floor, when n-ggas left, i saved up
i’m tryna turn my life around, ain’t tryna do the same stuff
because if i don’t do it, won’t n0body save us
i gotta grind and treat this sh-t just like a 9-to-5
thinkin’ ’bout the times i used to play the i-95
tryna get the strip complete and get high
i’m tryna get my moms out the projects
but i got a lot of time in my pocket, i’m just prayin’ they don’t stop us
right now a n-gga cruisin’ through wisconsin
tryna tell this lil’ b-tch that i got options, but you know how b-tches rockin’
as long as you got paper, p-ssy poppin’
you can f-ck another n-gga, just don’t ask me for a dollar

[chorus: neek bucks]
okay, i woke up miami, 2 in the morning, let’s go to b00by trap
i’m still high from the other night before
if god gave you a chance, what would you do with that?
and, baby, i ain’t tryna dance, i’m off these meds, that’s why i’m movin’ slow
it’s me and this cup, my prayer rug, and my glock (glock, glock, glock)
i gotta watch my body, yeah
it’s just me and this cup, my prayer rug, and my glock (glock, glock, glock)
i’m tryna clear my mind
[outro]
(murderous mixtapes)

- neek bucks dj hot murda

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