| No prob boy
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| No stop this that straight drop
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| Roll pot then we both pop you might get robbed
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| New Porsche I might skrt off with my shirt off
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| Yeah she got a nigga but I make her take her skirt off
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| Gunna get you slumped
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| Boy you shoulda backed up
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| 'Bout to shower with my roll
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| Get my money stacked up
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| My new Roley rose gold
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| Jewelry attracts us
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| Doin' sit-ups on the road
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| Now I’m six-packed up
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| Countin' racks nigga
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| And that’s a fact nigga
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| You was at the phony so that’s why you got clapped nigga
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| I’m a rapper now so I don’t sell crack nigga
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| But I’m spittin' harder then these other dudes, wack nigga
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| When you start to get some money then they say you changed on 'em
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| In and out of different mentals and I’m switchin' lanes on 'em
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| Shoutout brodie, your name and he keep his thang on him
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| She be takin' off her clothes I don’t make it rain on her
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| But it’s no prob boy
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| No stop this that straight drop
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| Roll pot then we both pop you might get robbed
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| New Porsche I might skrt off with my shirt off
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| Yeah she got a nigga but I make her take her skirt off
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| Trap jumpin' like it’s Jordan
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| Niggas mad 'cause I’m scorin'
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| I’m pullin' all up in that foreign
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| Chasin' bags in the mornin'
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| Niggas is clown us
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| They 'round me
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| If your diamond is cloudy
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| All this water on my neck
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| It kinda feel like I’m drownin'
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| We keep a stick with us
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| We got them missiles tucked
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| We got your bitch us
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| She thick as fuck
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| My niggas scrappy
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| Callin' and I’m gone pick it up
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| Yeah that bih my dog
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| I swear to God I ain’t gone switch it up
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| If my niggas miss I double back and then I’m gunna hit him up
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| Trained to go
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| My niggas do a hit and then they layin' low
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| Hunnid in the chop like what the fuck I gotta it aim fo'
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| From the same struggle what the fuck you niggas hatin' fo'
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| On a different level
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| Yeah you niggas need to face it bro
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| No prob boy
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| No stop this that straight drop
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| Roll pot then we both pop you might get robbed
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| New Porsche I might skrt off with my shirt off
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| Yeah she got a nigga but I make her take her skirt off
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| Gunna get you slumped boy you shoulda backed up
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| 'Bout to shower with my bro get my money stacked up
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| My new Rolly rolls gold, jewelry attracts us
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| Doin' sit-ups on the road now I’m six-packed up
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| Countin' racks nigga
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| And that’s a fact nigga
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| You was at the phony that’s why you got clapped nigga
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| I’m a rapper now so I don’t sell crack nigga
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| But I’m spittin' harder then these other dudes, wack nigga
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| No prob boy
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| No stop this that straight drop
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| Roll pot then we both pop you might get robbed
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| New Porsche I might skrt off with my shirt off
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| Yeah she got a nigga but I make her take her skirt off |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song No Prob , by - Joey Trap. Song from the album 19, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп