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Trap Money

Artist:Gucci Mane  Album:Trap Back 

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I got trap money dawg, Real talk, real spit like, I aint even gotta rap. I'm good nigga, I make hits nigga. Now da word on da street I work for a mil od da low nigga. Shawty Lo in this mutha fucka wit me nigga,westside to zone 6 nigga, Dats wats happenin nigga. [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Ey mane you wanna rock gucci then that means you wanna die, Soon as you shop wit Shawty Lo, tell me what you wanna buy. I'm a rapper, slash trapper, and my lyrics so fye, Every time tha drop come, throw my prices so high. Give some work to my dawg, told em take it round thurr, Soon as you get dat cake, bring it right back here. I got trap money baby, I sell cris, not beers, I got trap money baby, you can check my ears. Half a mil for a deal homie why you sign that? Where I had to cop that gola, they will neva find that. Mix the yay with the soda, it come back to good use, Wife beater on shawty, just to show my tattos. I'm a zone 6 rapper, cash mil thats flat, I aint talkin to you nigga, less u want a tic-tac. Give some work to my dawg, he gone bring dat money back, if i front a 100 pounds, he gone bring a 100 stacks. [chorus:] I got trap money [x3] 20 for a show, but it's really rap money 20 for a hole, and it's really trap money [x1] [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] I'm ridin biggo, we be talkin real illego, I be like 500 taco homes, 75 burritos

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