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letra de trap night - yung kraqqa

(hook:yung kraqqa)
i thought that i was dead
but tonight – is the trap night
can’t get out the bed
but tonight – is a trap night
– stuck in my head
what i hear – is the trap night
– gotta find the bros
gotta find some hoes
gotta find them drugs lsd
or some tree

(verse 1: yung kraqqa)
trap night, trap fight
blow sh-t like dyn-mite
in the hood off the l
shootin clowns, what the h-ll?
sh-t get’s crazy i’m so blazed
f-cking tired of the maize
bouta slap a f-cking b-tch –
if he doesn’t give me credit
i did all the d-mn work
but the b-st-rd just don’t get it
doesn’t care, it’s his job
whatever then, just f-ck it
i’ll get back to the top
just by scr-pin buckets

(hook:yung kraqqa)
i thought that i was dead
but tonight is the trap night
can’t get out the bed
but tonight is a trap night
stuck in my head
what i hear is the trap night
(flow shifts) gotta find the bros
and gotta find some hoes
gotta find them drugs lsd
or some tree

(verse 2: yung soap)
fourth shot on n-gga who be flexing
them n-gga walkin round just perplexin
they can’t hang with my flow
i’ll beat them like dough
make a tiny b-tches last words
fe fi fo
get the f-ck out the way
im just tryna get laid
big ol br–sts in my face
she say she can hang
but she geekin to lame
so i gave her some fame
i tell that b-tch to leave
cause i’m in a game

(verse 3: yung slaya) yo, yo, yo
stackin benjis on my back
f-ckin b-tches that be wack
gotta plan my next attack
another way to get more stacks
(speedup)
but i gotta do it quick
hit her twice with my d-ck
lay that sh-t on her lip
call it quicki chick chick
you know she want the sauce
but she can wait for my exhaust
stickin to her hair like frost
f-ck this its just a cost
so im abouta take a loss
like a motherf-cking boss
i’m gone)

(verse 4: big whipp)
who? yea, that’s right, you know who it is
it’s the big f-cking whipp
my n-ggas take a sip
it’s the big f-cking whipp
all yall hoes take a dip
it’s the big f-cking whipp
and he’s p-ssed, he angry
(little pause)
listen up godd-mn, you motherf-cking fools
this will be the last time that i rap for some stool
you b-tches are crazy, and so f-cking lazy
just go get a job, before i go crazy
and get chuck norris to drive you round like miss daisy
you n-ggas just run and hide like a baby
don’t test me boy no one can play me

- yung kraqqa

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