Rockstar Trapper!
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Woo
(Niggas be cappin' in they rhyme, they lyin', tell 'em to spin the block)
Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide
Yeah, niggas be cappin' in they rhyme, they lyin'
Talm' 'bout they slid the block (What?)
He ain't even got no Glock (What?)
He ain't even how to pop (What?)
And he wanna talk on the phone (What?), nigga now must be a cop (What?)
Gettin' they ass on (What?)
'Fore they to pop his top (What?)
(Homixide, Homixide)
You walkin' this drac'in you niggas
You standing on nigga, we smakin' you niggas (What?)
You said you want a bag? We taxin' you niggas
We gettin' shit done, we gettin' it quicker
Soon as wе jump out the stage (What?), we need our figurеs
I told lil' bro to the face, we standin' these niggas
Yeah, pour up, yeah, for the pain, yeah, I miss my niggas
Yeah this Gen ready to aim, don't touch me nigga
Yeah, niggas be cappin' in they rhyme, they lyin'
Talm' 'bout they slid the block (What?)
He ain't even got no Glock (What?)
He ain't even how to pop (What?)
And he wanna talk on the phone (What?), nigga now must be a cop (What?)
Gettin' they ass on (What?)
'Fore they to pop his top (What?)
(Homixide, Homixide)
We on rockstar trapper shit, We on rockstar trapper shit
We on rockstar trapper shit, We on rockstar trapper shit
Sneakin' the Glocks in (Homixide, Homixide)
Sneakin' the Glocks in (Homixide, Homixide)
Sneakin' the Glocks in (Homixide, Homixide)
Sneakin' the Glocks in (Homixide, Homixide)
Oh, you ain't think we got sticks? (Homixide, Homixide)
Oh, you ain't think we got sticks? (Homixide, Homixide)
Oh, you ain't think we got sticks? (Homixide, Homixide)
Oh, you ain't think we got sticks? (Homixide, Homixide)
Just pull up (Homixide, Homixide)
Just pull up (Homixide, Homixide)
Just pull up (Homixide, Homixide)
Just pull up (Homixide, Homixide)
Yeah, niggas be cappin' in they rhyme, they lyin'
Talm' 'bout they slid the block (What?)
He ain't even got no Glock (What?)
He ain't even how to pop (What?)
And he wanna talk on the phone (What?), nigga now must be a cop (What?)
Gettin' they ass on (What?)
'Fore they to pop his top (What?)
(Homixide, Homixide)
You ain' never before and let it lock
You know how it feel running on yo' opp and lettin' off shots
Niggas be playin' games then run to the cops
Can't forget 'bout the steppers, we bailin' 'em out
It's a Homixide, and we sellin' out
go get the furnace, I'm sendin' off shots
We gon' go get the bags and we taxin' his ass
Come short on our money, we wackin' his ass
Hop on the E-way with the racks in the bag
Got sticks in the box, man, we ready to crash
We ready to step with the devil inside
Kick shit in, I be sellin' the five
I be high on H5, I be sellin' 'em that
Yeah, niggas be cappin' in they rhyme, they lyin'
Talm' 'bout they slid the block (What?)
He ain't even got no Glock (What?)
He ain't even how to pop (What?)
And he wanna talk on the phone (What?), nigga now must be a cop (What?)
Gettin' they ass on (What?)
'Fore they to pop his top (What?)
(Woo)
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