Trap Ties
Lil One The Champ
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Diamonds float in my bezel, me and the Devil dancing Gamble with your life, if you lose it won't get no second chances Blow a bag on them choppas, I never sweat the damage Just a mandatory advantage to keep a extra cannon, yeah Go figure Told God remove the fake and end up distant from my niggas The streets say I'm the realest, ain't no fiction in my riddles Stepping with them shooters, ain't no slippin in my dribble You slip and I'm gone get you I got baptized And still was anchored by my sin cus I had trap ties I had a plan for one more win but it had backfired Come walk a mile up in my shoes, them bitches Shaq size Nigga'll kill behind a bitch but let a rat slide Diamonds float in my bezel, me and the Devil dancing Gamble with your life, if you lose it won't get no second chances (And you muh'fuckin right we all in ya heard me, we ain't got shit to lose no way) (Yeah) Diamonds float in my bezel, me and the Devil dancing Gamble with your life, if you lose it won't get no second chances (That's fact man, once that shit over man that shit is over) (On God) Staring at this fully loaded semi-automatic rifle Wonder why the ones that should be happy, be so mad and spiteful Wonder if my bitch'll hold it down if she ain't have a title Wonder how these niggas act like bitches, like they had a cycle Wonder why my Granny had to leave shit, I'm still bothered deeply I wish I could sit out by myself, pull out my pad and write you Wonder if you still got that lil phone and if you had it by you Since you left me I feel like nobody else then had me like you (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah) (Facts) On God, yeah (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah) Northside celebrity (Aye) Diamonds float in my bezel, me and the Devil dancing Gamble with your life, if you lose it won't get no second chances Blow a bag on them choppas, I never sweat the damage Just a mandatory advantage to keep a extra cannon, yeah Go figure Told God remove the fake and end up distant from my niggas The streets say I'm the realest, ain't no fiction in my riddles Stepping with them shooters, ain't no slippin in my dribble You slip and I'm gone get you I got baptized And still was anchored by my sin cus I had trap ties I had a plan for one more win but it had backfired Come walk a mile up in my shoes, them bitches Shaq size Nigga'll kill behind a bitch but let a rat slide
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