| ||||
| ::Home >> Gucci Mane - Trap Money Lyrics | ||||
|
Something you should know about Trap Money Lyrics Title: Gucci Mane - Trap Money lyrics Artist: Gucci Mane Lyrics Visitors: 1947 visitors have hited Trap Money Lyrics since May 27, 2008. 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. 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. I got trap money 20 for a show, but it's really rap money 20 for a hole, and it's really trap money I'm ridin biggo, we be talkin real illego, I be like 500 taco homes, 75 burritos When I talk to my rocksta, be like where da bubaglot? Twenty thousand pounds, we might bring dat to my trap spot A Chinese plug wit dem pills, no lie, Every time I shop wit him he like hurry up and buy. Gotta rush wit my shoppin cause I really don't curr Got a work and a deal, shawty under control. Got a couple niggas buyin and he want a big part, Hustle our melakim, melakim hustle us. Got a groupie nigga buyin and he really can't walk, And anotha nigga buyin and he really can't talk. You might think that shit funny but I'm not a comedian, Wanna-be trappers seem to lack da ingredients. Gucci Mane and Shawty Lo, we pushin weight nigga, I got trap money nigga, I'm a heavy cake nigga I'm at da base, and Gucci at da trp house, I'm in da kitchen and dat shit smellin real loud. And I aint use nothin but a lil soda, A lil water and it jumped back ova 30 minutes, thirty grand, I'll bake dem cakes, I'm da baker's man. I'll sell more shoes than baker's man, I'll blow hundreds of grand and baker's man. I got trap money, I got rap money, And I don't rap, I connects da spits, Do what I want, talk, blow on these da blow taught me so I'ma teach da streets Fans who visit this lyrics also like: Maybe you are looking for: Gucci Mane - Trap Money Lyrics for mp3 Gucci Mane - Trap Money Lyric Gucci Mane - Trap Money Letras Gucci Mane - Trap Money Songtexte Gucci Mane - Trap Money Lyrique Gucci Mane - Trap Money Testo Gucci Mane - Trap Money Referencias Tips to look for free audio clips (Don't use those tips to download illegally. To buy music is always the best way to support your idols) |
|
|||
| Trap Money Lyrics by Gucci Mane are the property of the respective authors, artists and labels, Trap Money Lyrics by Gucci Mane are provided for educational purposes only , If you like the song, please buy relative CD. | ||||