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yo gotti - rappin like i'm trappin كلمات الأغنية

i got drama on the beat and he be going crazy,
tell it in the streets, i see them g are navy.
i hid a grip that’s big, ’cause they don’t want replace
me,
been it for the show, i’m selling out lately.

i’m rapping like i’m trapping, rapping like i’m
trapping,
rapping, rapping like i’m trapping, i’m rapping like
i’m trapping.
yeah, i’ve been going hard, know i can make it happen,
asking what i’m doing, i tell ’em i’m rapping like i’m
trapping.
i’m rapping like i’m trapping, rapping like i’m
trapping,
i’m rapping like i’m trapping, rapping like i’m
trapping.
yeah, i’ve been going hard, know i can make it happen,
asking what i’m doing, i tell ’em i’m rapping like i’m
trapping.

today gonna be a good one, one my n-gg-s bug one,
younger in the hood, i want a break, so i took one.
begging on a cook one, promise i won’t shoot one,
b-tch, i’ve got a million, now i’m trying to get jump
one.
had to build a team, know that is a good one,
looking for some more real n-gg-s, but i ain’t seen
none.
rap your -ss off, i’m a get my hands off,
let you play with me, i’m a blow your ears off.
lot of n-gg- rear me, think i’m any grand,
talking money, money, money, but you’ll never see ’em
shine.
pearls up in your town, rolling with your d-mn,
n-gg-s say i’m hot, but b-tch i think i’ll clack.

these verses to it, i’m going hard, i say ‘mw is still
a car.
you gotta look good for it, sure she ain’t got no
heart.
the n-gg-‘s eggs, it’s about feeling them, p-ssy, they
feeling them.
n-gg-s bad, b-tches on ’em, baby on like souvenir.

my studio is my track spot, bring it down, might trap
hot,
early in the street roll, my note pad is my stash bar,
i’m rapping like i’m shopping, my heels are just soppy,
my boot is in my kitchen, my engineer is shuffling.
i spit some, it’s like whip, and i’ve got pirate’s
vision,
bad b-tch, know i’m a bad b-tch, i’m in the town, i had
sh-t.
my foundation established, probe n-gg-s, i p-ss them,
real talking, i see mad chips, real talk, i see mad
chips.
two hundred bands, five hundred more,
i’m like the circus, i f-ck the clowns.
baby, i’m a surf around, f-ck around, marathon around
the town.

investigation tapping n-gg-s rating ’till it f-cks a
sneach.
you the type that never says, sh-t was for your served
bricks.
i’m busy like the tap fro, stacking paper every day,
this friday like my afro, i got that b-tch operate.
a n-gg- stay down, if it could, that’s what the block
would say.
in the club like highway, patron over this club and
pay.
stacking like i’m banging, b-tch they hear me saying,
the real n-gg-s acting different when you gain the sh-t
they’re changing.
i’m in the kitchen, rapping, in the loose, snapping,
whatever happens, happens, i’m just trapping like i’m
rapping.

- yo gotti

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