| Trap hands, hallelujah
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| I run this shit, Rick The Ruler
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| I’m gettin' bitches, stackin' mula
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| Trap hands, hallelujah
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| Trap hands, hallelujah
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| I run this shit, Rick The Ruler
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| I’m gettin' bitches, stackin' mula
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| Trap hands, hallelujah
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| Trap hands, hallelujah
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| I run this shit, Rick The Ruler
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| I’m gettin' bitches, stackin' mula
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| Trap hands, hallelujah
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| What’s up my G? |
| You must be new up in the trap (up in the trap)
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| So let me tell you how they do up in the trap (up in the trap)
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| They rep the south and bang that Screw up in the trap
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| And they gon' sip more than a mothafuckin' two up in the trap (up in the trap)
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| You see them boys is comin' down up in the trap (up in the trap)
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| They poppin' trunk, bangin' surround up in the trap (up in the trap)
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| They got them bricks and got them pounds up in the trap
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| Don’t fuck around because them boys’ll lay you down up in the trap (up in the
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| trap)
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| You see I’m from the trap (trap), and I done done the trap (trap)
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| And boy when I was in the trap I used to run the trap (trap)
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| And just 'cause you from the hood don’t mean you from the trap
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| But if you are then put them trap hands up and thunder clap (thunder clap)
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| Trap hands, hallelujah
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| I run this shit, Rick The Ruler
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| I’m gettin' bitches, stackin' mula
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| Trap hands, hallelujah
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| Trap hands, hallelujah
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| I run this shit, Rick The Ruler
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| I’m gettin' bitches, stackin' mula
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| Trap hands, hallelujah
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| I am!
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| Everything I touch, it turn to gold (it turn to gold)
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| Built my whole career in front of the stove
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| Duckin' DEA and FBI while I was sellin' Os (Os)
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| Nothin' but mini choppers, Dracos and extendos at my shows (yeah)
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| I’m a gangsta and I rap for gangstas, this that gangsta shit
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| Took my rap check, went and bought some bricks, that’s that hustlin' shit
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| Yeah, that’s that hustlin' shit, yeah, you on some sucka shit
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| Yeah, they don’t benefit, yeah, I can’t fuck with it
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| I used to cook up in the trap, write my verses in the trap
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| You get nervous in the trap 'cause you ain’t 'bout it, they just cap
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| Fuckin' bitches in the trap, I’m from the trenches and the trap
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| Killin' rats so all snitches come up missin' in the trap
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| Trap hands, hallelujah
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| I run this shit, Rick The Ruler
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| I’m gettin' bitches, stackin' mula
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| Trap hands, hallelujah
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| Trap hands, hallelujah
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| I run this shit, Rick The Ruler (What's up Bun?)
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| I’m gettin' bitches, stackin' mula (UGK for life)
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| Trap hands (2 Chainz), hallelujah
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| I barely made the flight from here to Gangsta Paradise
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| To rearview mirror, pair of dice, to Benihana extra rice
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| I make them clap their hands when I fill up arenas
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| Had a felony before the misdemeanor, make 'em kiss the ring-a (true)
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| I had a handkerchief filled with dirty snot
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| Had a dirty Glock, cowards killed my partna in the parkin' lot
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| All they did was watch, them folks call the cops
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| Yeah I’m from the trap, from the corner lot, mud in the soda pop
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| Came up out the mud, I was 'posed to rot
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| Then I switched it up, started snappin' like a photo op'
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| Terminator, Robocop, elevate the muscle car
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| Got a foreign broad just to match with the foreign car (foreign car)
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| Trap hands, hallelujah
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| I run this shit, Rick The Ruler
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| I’m gettin' bitches, stackin' mula
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| Trap hands, hallelujah
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| Trap hands, hallelujah
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| I run this shit, Rick The Ruler
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| I’m gettin' bitches, stackin' mula
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| Trap hands, hallelujah |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Traphandz , by - Bun B. Song from the album Return of the Trill, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп