"Sound Of Music" (Deluxe Version)
Da Trini Trap God
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I'm just, Tryna Get my life, Right It's a curfew, We can't Come out at, Night like I'm trying to, Get my Money & my, Mind right Cause I sleep, By day And trap by, Night Eight to, Five That's my work, Life Shout out, Jim Jones We all about, That vamp life But thank God, That curfew's Over I could, Trap right I play every, Single borough And your block, Like I don't give, A f*ck my Nigga know I, Gotta get it All my feens, Essential in the Nighttime know, They need it Cause I got, The Best Buy This the, Sound Of Music No less then, Fiffty every single Crumb is, Fucking moving From queens, To Brooklyn And, Staten Island Even in the, City Don't forget the, Bronx & Harlem I'm from Trini, But I trap In New York, What's tha problem Ain't gang, But this Snob nose, Gone revolve em I was train, By the best R.I.P, They souls I done lost, So many niggaz Now my heart, Is cold But I gotta, Keep on grinding Till my pockets, Swole I suggest, Don't contest Just stick to, The code I came from miles, Away but on Your block like, Shit I'm bold Why you think, It's a drought And your block, Slow Cause I'm all, Up on your Block with tha, Best blow Grade A, All white Straight, Yayo I'm just, Trying to Get my life, Right It's a curfew, We can't Come out at, Night like I'm trying to, Get my Money & my, Mind right Cause I sleep, By day And trap by, Night Eight to, Five That's my work, Life Shout out, Jim Jones We all about, That vamp life But thank God, That curfew's Over I could, Trap right I play every, Single borough And your block, Like F*ck them niggaz, I will set Up shop right, On his curve I'm like casper, When I trap You won't see, Me serve Even Brownville, My nigga I be on, They turf Bed stuy and, The east but Flatbush was, The first Couple years, Ago When i started, Pushing coke I'm not racist, But I hung They blocks, By a Rope Not a killa, But don't push Me I just, Want the doe Really from, New jack city Call me, Nino I'm the man, With them Grams on the, Low bro Forty-two, A gram I Got it hard, Or soft yoo All in, Corny Island Yeah they know, I got dope Queensbridge, Far rock And couple, Ps bro F*ck them, Corner boys They ain't getting, No doe Crown Heights, We f*ck they hoes And they don't, Know I'm like Kobe, In his prime With a crack, Flow Plus his shawty, Is the baddest With the best, Throat I'm just, Trying to Get my life, Right It's a curfew, We can't Come out at, Night like I'm trying to, Get my Money & my, Mind right Cause I sleep, By day And trap by, Night Eight to, Five That's my work, Life Shout out, Jim Jones We all about, That vamp life But thank God, That curfew's Over I could, Trap right I play every, Single borough And your block, Like
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