Trap Hustle (feat. Leeson Bryce)
Crazy Peppsta
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Crazy P why u got Lean in your Sprite Crazy P why u smoking day and night Yeah why you wanna make it right Why you so tight, Crazy P why u always have to fight Crazy P why u got Lean in your Sprite Crazy P why u smoking day and night Yeah why you wanna make it right Why you so tight, Crazy P why u always have to fight Why you going so hard on the newschool Well sucker cuz i learned from the oldschool Is it a trapper, or could it be a whiteboy Naw sucker issa rapper with some skills boy Im smoking woods with the homie Karlito He plugged me up yeah with the amigo But he dont like the Migos and there he goes And there I go switching up my flows like my hoes Fool tell me what are those And why do u have coke in your nose Yeah why dont you smoke like my hoes Yeah we out here trappin like we in the atl My homie just stole an atm Yeah and my other homie smoking to some eminem Homeboy beat some suckers up yeah f*ck them And i just wrote with MCren hell yeah Hoe you wanna f*ck she like hell yeah Crazy P out here raisin hell ringing hells bells I got love for the homie Billy Sorrels This shit get too intense i think its time to stop I think its time to hop right in that droptop Got on my tanktop call me CJ This bitch hate me but she gave me a BJ Sucker you aint who we are yeah you aint no star While you fuckup im on my way to a superstar Know this, they see me heading out of focus Ah too late Im getting kinda large you know this Im bound to make my bones Im tapping into that coldness Says she wants to be the new coldness Cuz the luck he brings is just goalness Im just statin these facts Givin these Vets some heart attacks they fadin to the black I know they go for sure no more dmack cuz you know you whack I let Joe go proud of that Batman on the fast attack Snoop dogg drop them on the backs they bones are broke the skill they lack Doubletime, yall fuckers on the beatline No more luck yall whaistin up my time Fool hit the swing take my shine He down for the count love my grind No matter what the cause is Takin no loses, first thing in my army Dunno what to call me Gonna wanna battle loadin up the arnies 7up the T now better get up off me Yall need to change up all your textes Faithless really bad CGI graphics Fadin to the black ones screams in action Such a fool aint nuthin but ramen Dont even think yall can match up 2 left feet yall better pack up Yall so low yall better stack up If u think your ballin gesture up Okay lets go
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