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