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letra de trapped - yo gotti

[intro]
i’m trapped in
i’m trapped in, i know it
ayy
i know i’m trapped, i’m trapped, i’m trapped, i know i’m trapped
yeah, yeah, ayy, look

[verse]
i heard my n-ggas talkin’ ’bout me, whispers gettin’ closer (uh)
n-ggas say i ain’t breaking bread, i don’t even know you (uh)
all the sh-t i bought you n-ggas, all the sh-t i taught you, n-gga
lil’ disloyal, ungrateful n-gga, i’m thinkin’ i should off you n-ggas
learned the hard way, keepin’ it real may cost a n-gga
all that love and bruh-bruh sh-t, they gon’ cross a n-gga (cross me)
i know that i’m trapped, i know it (i know it)
i know i’m depressed, i show it (i show it)
i’m poppin’ xans, i’m paranoid, i’m fifty and oh, i’m floyd (floyd)
streets ain’t never defeatin’ me, before i was rappin’, i was a g
money was always on time, my plug ain’t never mistreated me
okay, this the intro, so i’ma set the mood (what’s up?)
you thinkin’ twice? i am too (yeah)
so ain’t none of you n-ggas cool (cool)
so now that you know (know), what you want to do? (huh?)
ayy, free my n-gga five, i got your message, bro, i miss you too
ridin’ in the car with my enemy, them bullets gon’ hit you too
and now that you ain’t got nothin’ against me, i ain’t got nothin’ against you too, but
rrr, rrr, rrr, i hope it hit you too
i want his mama to miss him, and i want your people to miss you too
want that gucci, louis, fendi, so you take them risks (risks)
and you ain’t workin’ nine-to fives, you overtime in kitchens (kitchens)
you bought a rollie and cuban ‘fore you bought yourself a house (trapped)
mama in the hood, you know you forced to move the house (trapped)
you took n-ggas’ work, they went and shot up mama house (trapped)
you a selfish n-gga, d-mn near took your mama out (d-mn)
n-ggas never thinkin’ (thinkin’)
n-gga sippin’ lean, drinkin’, poppin’ pills, sinkin’
p-ssy n-ggas linkin’, bad b-tches winkin’
me, eyes open, never blinkin’ (focused)
ridin’ with that draco, gotti, what the h-ll you thinkin’?
word to hov, slow it down, gotti, woah (woah)
four hundred for the truck, this ain’t the lam’, this the rolls
like a hundred-fifty difference, that’s a richard mille more (plain)
i’ll say five bricks if we wanna talk in code
i’m trapped (it’s like i heard the streets talkin’ to me)
i’m really, really trapped
doors closed, nowhere for me to go, n-gga
i’m really, really trapped

- yo gotti

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