Born In The Trap

アーティストGame
作詞J. Taylor, C. Martin, V. McCoy
作曲J. Taylor, C. Martin, V. McCoy
Yo Premier show em how to survive

I was born in the crosshairs without a pot to piss in
Where niggas get smoked over Jordans and they Pippens
Welcome to California nah it aint as cold as New York
But life is a bitch out here word to too short
Black was the shooter so we called him Tony Kukoc
Gangbanging had us addicted like it was newports
Whoever thought that it would spread like petroleum
Now bp connect got us praying to them holy men
Just had a daughter almost named her Katrina
If I raise her tight then maybe she can take over fema
Spike lee in new Orleans shooting documentaries
And games still in Cali eating off the documentary
Take em to the cemetry I mean the cemetery

Where everybody's boxed in refrigerator perry

And every little fuck up they blame on Barack cause he just like
Tl born in the trap And every little fuck up they blame on Barack
cause he just like Gucci born in the trap And every little fuck up
they blame on Barack cause he just like Jeezy born in the trap
And every little fuck up my girl braaaaak cause im just like
outkast born in the trap

So whats going on with you faggots
And what you gonna do when ur swagger
No longer matters and your bitch aint the baddest cause she's
in her mid 40's
And your phantom played out so you hating on the shorties
Cause they running round like they was yo age when you was
yo age
And they fucking bitches raw cause the world and got no aids
Yea 2050 on you niggas
Gold diggers sucked you dry and left them hickeys on you
niggas
I used to run around like you run the town like you
Wore red nose and clowned like you
But it got old like betty white
This rap shit real deep like barry white
Reminiscing on them days I used to carry white
Walk thru the crip hood in cherry Nikes
Now I live the merry life
Walking in the house to them home cooked meals
Joined American express accounts and less dollar bills
Niggas still got they hands out begging for a stack

Niggas still got they hands out begging for a stack cause they
just like Goodie Mob I was born in the trap
Niggas still got they hands out begging for a stack cause but just
like Luda I was born in the trap
Leechers still got they hands out begging for a stack but just like
Soulja Boy I was born in the trap
Broke ass niggas still begging for a stack Take it from Shawty
Lo nigga learn how to trap

Shit deeper than the roots band
15's drummin Questlove in the coupe fam
Riding thru Pittsburg Wiz got the Steelers
Born by the jungle so I came with gorillas
And since niggas droppin more dimes than we fuckin
We out the hood trying to get money like P touchin
Splitting backwoods just to get our weed stuffed in
The crack we cooking we don't need ovens
We need something
To put in the mouth of our kids
Instead of buying chains lets go to chile and dig
Go to Haiti and feed
Go to the Bahamas and breed
On the way back scoop my nigga Shyne from Belize
U know sometimes I'm feeling this rap shit is heaven sent
Then I get high and feel like it's irrelevant
So I'm bout to pop the trunk like an elephant
And campaign with Wyclef why runs for President
I'm bout to pop the trunk like an elephant
And campaign with Wyclef why runs for President
Told you I was gonna kill this shit primo

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