Young Jeezy – Letras de Trap Or Die: The Original

JEEZY:
Last time I checked I was the man on the streets.They call me residue I leave blow on these beats. I got diarreah flow, man I shit on niggas, even when I'm constipated, I still shit on niggas.

Got some supa friends in da legion of doom
They blowin purple shit that keep me high like the moon
I'm an affliate I know hit men
I'mma hater like you fuck my wrist then
Nigga sleep dissin and they ain't how we play
Fuck wit mine and get ya drama like the DJ
Now tell me I ain't real this A.R. that I'm holdin got a gansta grill.
Went from ol school chevy's to Beemer coups got a 100 niggas wit me and errbody gon shoot
Try me nigga that's ya first mistake , eat ya lil ass up like a Shantrell's plate.
A whole pie like Domino's yes indeed, try to stack my bacon up I need extra cheese,
You can try dog but it ain't easy mix the flake with the soda you got Young Jeezy, You still wanna talk dough man soft white like Alaska call me snow man.

CHORUS:Smoke purp by the pound, ounce by the 5th, re-up on the 1st then again on da 5th. YEAHHH
We trap or die nigga. OHH
we Trap or die Nigga. And all the hoes love a nigga cuz they kow that we the truth, got the Chevy same color Tropicana orange juice.

Bun B:
Yeah back up in the hood again, where it's al good agian. Riding candy slab, grippin on the wood again. Outta line niggas get back in place where you shoulda been, In case you don't understand, I'mma make it undetstood again.
King of the Undaground my niggas will nva tell, You bout to make me go postal for fucking wth my mail, YYou got the connect but you ain't got the clientell. You them folks and nggas know it That shit ain't ahrd to tell Rat Bitch. recognize that yo g's ain't finna sell they I'm gon break bread with folks you dumb as Hell ben around the block before, Sold it all from rocks to blow and I don't fuck around when the feds in town I gotta go. Respect my mind cause I'mma trill ol schooler Summertime get to hot I wait for winter when it's cooler. UGK for life free the Pimp you know the deall in PAT it's Trap or Die and we ain't own wit gettn killed.

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