Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hunt & Trap, artist - Jerreau. Album song Never How You Plan, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 07.04.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: The Greater Than Club
Song language: English
Hunt & Trap |
Hunt and trap all night with all of my niggas |
How would you figure, we get figures? |
I told her point to a real nigga |
She point to me, like you the realest |
Hunt and trap all night with all of my niggas |
How would you figure, we get figures? |
I’m inspired by everything that you don’t see |
Real Niggas do real things |
Posted on the block, nigga shoot your shot |
Get that shit out of here, nigga, I think that I’m Pac |
Leave your ass caput |
You should read a book, I was double booked |
Artist to artist, I did for the look |
I wasn’t underrated, nigga, I was over-looked |
Nigga, you just got a good look |
I been car shopping all my life, I been through a lot |
I don’t fuck with the police, but that Porsche I’m a cop |
Never happens how you plan, its never told how it happens |
Other than making money, I don’t know what I’d be doin' if I wasn’t rappin' |
I ain’t a actor, I ain’t got a stage name, it’s Jerreau everyday |
I can’t change, I can’t break a dollar — I’m too stuck in my ways |
Cursin' like a sailor, but fuck it, I’m on a wave |
And I never be the reason why a hoe gets paid |
And I never be the reason why my niggas late |
Check the date date |
Un |
Hunt and trap all night with my niggas |
How would you figure, we get figures? |
I told her point to a real nigga |
She points to me, like «you the realest» |
Hunt and trap all night with all of my niggas |
How would you figure, we get figures? |
I’m inspired by everything that you don’t see |
Real niggas do real things |
I look like the 84 draft |
High post, Hakeem |
Low post, Barkley |
H-town, Phily |
Met her in Salt Lake City, she never wanted to soak |
I’ma playa for real, one helluva stroke |
Only son that’s balling |
Marcus? |
Jeffrey? |
Fuck it, Jerreau and these hoes really know |
Work day, it’s midday, I’m day drinking |
House of Balloons, Coming Down, it’s The Weeknd |
Couple bands down, shit hurt like paper cut |
But I bounce back, like band-aid |
Blessings up, like everyday |
Get you money, then get you paid |
You do the work, keep the faith — no other way |
Sitting sideways, paused in a daze — the same way |
I’m one of the greats, I shoot make it, hand in my face |
It’s never too late, nigga who said that lied to your face |
My cousin’s case got dismissed, that nigga come home today |
Aye |
Hunt and trap all night with my niggas |
How would you figure, we get figures? |
I told her point to a real nigga |
She point to me, like you the realest |
Hunt and trap all night with all of my niggas |
How would you figure, we get figures? |
I’m inspired by everything that you don’t see |
Real niggas do real things |