Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Young Niggas Trappin, artist - AK47.
Date of issue: 14.04.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Young Niggas Trappin |
Young nigga trappin |
Young nigga trappin |
Young nigga trappin out the fucking hallways |
Gotta toat dracs, Glocks, sticks all day |
Me and Tadoe make a hundred, fuck a play |
Served a hundred J’s, and I’m out the trap house |
Young nigga trappin out the fucking halways |
Young nigga trappin out the fucking hallways |
Young nigga trappin |
Young nigga trappin |
Young nigga trappin |
nigga smoke is shit |
Yeah that bullshit |
OG cookies, nigga and a backwood |
Hit the block, |
Nigga we gon smoke his ass |
Like a swisher nigga, |
Don’t try to cop an AMG, |
You know how I’m coming |
You know how I want it |
I’m in the trap in the hallways counting |
It’s Glo Gang summer |
I think it’s squad summer |
Niggas steady hate on us, cause we doing numbers |
A hundred fifty thou |
In them blue bucks |
I’m in a blue |
spent a couple thou |
this is not no |
You a fucking you a fucking cookie |
If you was posted on the block, I’ll take your cookies |
Nigga that’s what it is |
Run up in the trap, tell a nigga give it up |
with the motherfucking |
I ain’t miss a nigga, Imma hit him in his shit |
talking shit |
fucked your main bitch |
Passed to Tadoe, fucked the gang bitch |
Know how we coming |
Know how we bumming |
Big big know how we rocking |
Big bitch, shit |
Hundreds all on us, undreds |
Riding in the summer |
Riding on them hummers |
Riding in a jeap, |
Know we doing numbers |
Knowing that we touring |
Knowing that we |
Kowing that we rocking |
Knowing rocking |
And we keep Glocks, so this nigga |
Shoot him in his neck, now shoot him in his face |
We don’t give a fuck, nigga get erased |
Young nigga trappin |
Young nigga trappin |
Young nigga trappin out the fucking hallways |
Gotta toat dracs, Glocks, sticks all day |
Me and Tadoe make a hundred, fuck a play |
Served a hundred J’s, and I’m out the trap house |
Young nigga trappin out the fucking halways |
Young nigga trappin out the fucking hallways |
Young nigga trappin |
Young nigga trappin |
If we talking racks, ten in my pocket right now |
30 on my hip, rest in peace Big Glo |
I’m that nigga in my section, yeah I get it poppin |
Everytime I cop a new whip, bitches panties droppin |
I had a 650, and I had a trap |
We talking Coupe shit, rest in peace |
When the Glock speak, yeah |
Aired his ass out he was an easy target |
We all in money, yeah we gloed up |
Everytime I you know we pouring 4's up |
We keep it lit, from the Bay to L. A |
Big uzi in the stash, back seat is the K |
We keep it lit, for that nigga |
40 on my hip I keep it on me |
When it get to boppin, niggas better pick sides |
Mr. Nice Guy |
Eh Mr. Nice Guy |
Nigga the Wraith doors suicide |
Slide down my block, that’s suicide |
Nigga won’t make it through the night |
I’m in with |
Off the syrup, fucking caught a body |
Sem City Ice City |
The K hold a hundred fifty |
The IA cost a hundred fifty |
All this ice cost a hundred fifty |
Rest in peace to Big Glo |
Eh rest in peace to Capo |
Rest in peace to |
Got your main bitch choosing |
I’m freestyling in the booth bitch |
I heard them niggas got loose lips |
Young nigga trappin |
Young nigga trappin |
Young nigga trappin out the fucking hallways |
Gotta toat dracs, Glocks, sticks all day |
Me and Tadoe make a hundred, fuck a play |
Served a hundred J’s, and I’m out the trap house |
Young nigga trappin out the fucking halways |
Young nigga trappin out the fucking hallways |
Young nigga trappin |
Young nigga trappin |