Paroles de la chanson Trap or Die (Jeezy Anthem) par Lil GotIt

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Paroles de la chanson Trap or Die (Jeezy Anthem) par Lil GotIt

Woo
Woo
Woo
Trap or die
Yeah, trap or die
(Ooh, Dilla)
Trap or die
I'ma trap or die

Take it up a notch (Hood Baby), leave the block hot (Woo)
I'm dodgin' paparazzi, trap boy, beat out the pot (Oh)
Trap or die, ooh, bitch, trap or die
Livin' life star, ain't no cap about it (Slide shit, air out)

I'm on Adderall, Adderall, Adderall (Addy)
Shooters on call, ridin' 'round with drums out (Brr)
Give me your blessing (Thank you, God)
All dopeboys want a blessing (Hood Baby)

Keep a tool, diamonds cool, water pool (Wet)
Waterproof, make you move
Nigga play, he get screwed
Racks came in, flood the neck and mouth too (Racks)
Old cars to the new (Slatt, slatt)
Any choice, pick and choose
All my drug niggas, what it do?
Trap boy and a rap boy, no cap, boy
Big bankroll, I'll match yours (Racks)
Love my plays, but I'll tax yours (Yeah)
Balenci' fit, yeah, two of course

My bad vibe stay in Lovejoy
Beat the pussy, call it rough force
Then I roll me a fat one with a dual one, yeah, a big blunt
Bust a country nigga head, fat
Bring him through, yeah, we need him (Sweet)
Half of it real, other half fake, shit, call it a diamond
Big dog, I do big talk (Fool)
And my Tommy gun'll tuck him (Tuck)
All my guns from Russia
And my shooters, they'll touch you

Take it up a notch (Hood Baby)
You niggas sip Tussin
Leave the block hot (Woo)
I'm dodgin' paparazzi, trap boy, beat out the pot (Oh)

Trap or die, ooh, bitch, trap or die
Livin' life star, ain't no cap about it (Slide shit, air out)
I'm on Adderall, Adderall, Adderall (Woo)
Shooters on call, ridin' 'round with drums out (Woo)
Give me your blessing (Uh, uh, uh)
All dopeboys want a blessing

They serve all the meds
Run it like a track (Vroom)
Fetty did lot of Percocet
He had to go and land that bag
Yeah, he fakin' for the meds
Then serve it to them Perc' heads
Don't care about a symptom
We gon' serve it out and get the bread (Yessirski)

Run it right up, then go bustdown all my loves
Of course I do drugs, pill-poppin', that's what I love
I front my play, now she want her some trap love
One through five, you gettin' too brown 'cause your ass brought a dub (Bitch)
Trap or die, old ride, no license
Got a pack of soft, I'ma get it off
Nigga can't even beat the pot
'Cause a nigga done misplaced that (Damn)
Now I gotta hit up what's-his-name down the street just for an eight ball
Then pull up and get it off
Let's get it

Take it up a notch (Hood Baby), leave the block hot (Woo)
I'm dodgin' paparazzi, trap boy, beat out the pot (Oh)

Trap or die, ooh, bitch, trap or die (Yessir)
Livin' life star, ain't no cap about it (Slide shit, air out)
I'm on Adderall, Adderall, Adderall
Shooters on call, ridin' 'round with drums out
Give me your blessing
All dopeboys want a blessing

Trap or die, make her ride
Make her ride, stick inside
Make her ride
Yeah, trap or die
All my niggas on go...

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