| Woo
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| Woo
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| Woo
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| Trap or die
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| Yeah, trap or die
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| (Ooh, Dilla)
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| Trap or die
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| I’ma trap or die
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| Take it up a notch (Hood Baby), leave the block hot (Woo)
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| I’m dodgin' paparazzi, trap boy, beat out the pot (Oh)
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| Trap or die, ooh, bitch, trap or die
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| Livin' life star, ain’t no cap about it (Slide shit, air out)
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| I’m on Adderall, Adderall, Adderall (Addy)
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| Shooters on call, ridin' 'round with drums out (Brr)
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| Give me your blessing (Thank you, God)
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| All dopeboys want a blessing (Hood Baby)
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| Keep a tool, diamonds cool, water pool (Wet)
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| Waterproof, make you move
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| Nigga play, he get screwed
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| Racks came in, flood the neck and mouth too (Racks)
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| Old cars to the new (Slatt, slatt)
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| Any choice, pick and choose
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| All my drug niggas, what it do?
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| Trap boy and a rap boy, no cap, boy
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| Big bankroll, I’ll match yours (Racks)
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| Love my plays, but I’ll tax yours (Yeah)
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| Balenci' fit, yeah, two of course
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| My bad vibe stay in Lovejoy
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| Beat the pussy, call it rough force
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| Then I roll me a fat one with a dual one, yeah, a big blunt
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| Bust a country nigga head, fat
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| Bring him through, yeah, we need him (Sweet)
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| Half of it real, other half fake, shit, call it a diamond
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| Big dog, I do big talk (Fool)
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| And my Tommy gun’ll tuck him (Tuck)
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| All my guns from Russia
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| And my shooters, they’ll touch you
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| Take it up a notch (Hood Baby)
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| You niggas sip Tussin
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| Leave the block hot (Woo)
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| I’m dodgin' paparazzi, trap boy, beat out the pot (Oh)
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| Trap or die, ooh, bitch, trap or die
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| Livin' life star, ain’t no cap about it (Slide shit, air out)
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| I’m on Adderall, Adderall, Adderall (Woo)
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| Shooters on call, ridin' 'round with drums out (Woo)
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| Give me your blessing (Uh, uh, uh)
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| All dopeboys want a blessing
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| They serve all the meds
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| Run it like a track (Vroom)
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| Fetty did lot of Percocet
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| He had to go and land that bag
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| Yeah, he fakin' for the meds
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| Then serve it to them Perc' heads
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| Don’t care about a symptom
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| We gon' serve it out and get the bread (Yessirski)
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| Run it right up, then go bustdown all my loves
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| Of course I do drugs, pill-poppin', that’s what I love
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| I front my play, now she want her some trap love
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| One through five, you gettin' too brown 'cause your ass brought a dub (Bitch)
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| Trap or die, old ride, no license
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| Got a pack of soft, I’ma get it off
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| Nigga can’t even beat the pot
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| 'Cause a nigga done misplaced that (Damn)
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| Now I gotta hit up what’s-his-name down the street just for an eight ball
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| Then pull up and get it off
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| Let’s get it
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| Take it up a notch (Hood Baby), leave the block hot (Woo)
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| I’m dodgin' paparazzi, trap boy, beat out the pot (Oh)
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| Trap or die, ooh, bitch, trap or die (Yessir)
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| Livin' life star, ain’t no cap about it (Slide shit, air out)
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| I’m on Adderall, Adderall, Adderall
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| Shooters on call, ridin' 'round with drums out
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| Give me your blessing
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| All dopeboys want a blessing
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| Trap or die, make her ride
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| Make her ride, stick inside
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| Make her ride
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| Yeah, trap or die
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| All my niggas on go… |