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• Artiste: Young Jeezy
• Titre: Trapped
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They still be grinding and running Trying to get into something or nothing I remember them days when the block got hot bullets flying for the what It was like, you ain't really give a fuck I'm right here and I'm saying that it's wack sauce Everything that you do, tryna be the boss You ain't really really doing it (nah) I mean, honestly pursuing it? It's a trap! (That's what it's called by the way) It's a trap night nigga, here we go again Chill at the door, wide open so I'm going in Through her bedroom, I could see my mama's tears All I smell is Hennessy mixed with my mamas fears Please mama don't cry. You know I hate crying I'll try my best not to die you know I hate dying 380 for my 13th birthday I promised dawg I wouldn't let y'all muthafuckas hurt me See ya'll get back jeezy got an automatic Every time I turn the t.v on a nigga sein static Cause they forgot to pay them cable folks The niggas in my first class got them cable jokes Open up the frigerator n see some old milk Shit been siitin so long look like some old soup I've been cursed since the day this earth heard me I've been cursed since the day my mother birthed me And how id I get here in the first place Oh that's right see the trapp was my birth place