Trap Lords (исполнитель: Bodega Bamz & ASAP Ferg)
I used to stand on the corner with that Bianchi Velour I told these [bad word] we Kings like homie C-Webb, four So now I live by the sword, keep the Techs lock my door Back in Two-Thousand-Uno we catching homis for sure Mercedes CL sixes, make your wifey my misses Get a cigarette & condom after cleaning my dishes I said "Mi nombre es Bodega" she said "I know like the store" I said "I rap like Toronto" she told me "Start up a tour" I use the ki's to get money now I'm kickin' down doors [bad word] dealing Robin Hood, my Civic touching the floor Your [bad word] ridin' my stick, so hard she blew my exhaust I made it flip like '96 Olympics Dominique Dawes Congrats to the fools that said I would not make it Never get a shot so Papi had to take it Many way might end I was patiently waiting Listening to Cam, Big L, Pastor Hastings A$AP Mob with the Tan Boy nation [bad word] New-York, who the [bad word] is you racing? Never stay stagnant, back & forth pacing Eastburgh tree, tree, tree, my faaavorite Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat Line 'em up, take 'em down Two bad [bad word] on my couch Sippin on the Henny make a [bad word] go oh Had a little but I really want mouth You know me, Young Trap Lord White gold teeth you can't afford Margiela so [bad word] the floor Tote that [bad word] a [bad word] gon' fall Homie wake up when he hear that four Get sprayed up like his cologne, Won't let up when I pick that chrome I can see his chromosome With the smell of yo guts outside of your home Within a couple of months your body got swolled With couple of [bad word] out of your nose [bad word] who did it ? Nobody done know Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat