**** Boyz

Ay, ay, ay,
What you need shawty
Ay shawty man a I got
5 for 45 shawty, 5 for 45

Well ***t what you need shawty
Ay these these bds right here shawty
Ay this that this that noyd
Too shawty
You cant get no better
Than this right here
Ay ***** well get the * *** out
My trapp then
A crack a ki a crumb
Do it fifty mo times
The quarter go for 5
And the half go for 9
Still in the trapp wit them
Break down dimes
Hit me on the hipper anytime,
I dont mind
Why yall *****s *****ing on
And whining Im a grind
Shack it in the winter and the summer
Im a ***ne (getting mine)
Its plenty of money to be made
From Candler Road to Bankhead
Its plenty of room to get paid
For those that aint scared
I got the hard for the js
And dro for the dank heads
The **** game still strong
Like pimping aint dead
Heard what I said
I aint buying no yell
Weighing 36 os or more
On a triple beam scale
Yeah, look like you got
That touchy bug shawty
Standing round in my trapp
I think you ****ing up shawty
Same ***** who taut a k
Getting paid in the trapp
Made a song for the *****s
And the Js in da trapp
For the
Da **** boyz in the trapp *****
The thug *****, drug dealer
Where you at *****
I say the, da **** boyz
In the trapp *****
The thug *****,
Drug dealer where you at,
A where you at *****
Ya **** boyz in the trapp *****
The thug *****,
Drug dealerwhere you at,
A where you at *****
Ya **** boyz in the trapp *****
This for da, ya **** boyz
In the trapp *****
Never everybody in the swats know
I got the fiyah fiyah
***** want that weight got it
For the high high
You cant even supply
The package I buy
I get it and I cook
And its gone for it dry
Get a quarter ki and
Cut it down to all dimes
Buy my own blow
So the profits all mine
How we gone ***ne?,
The same way we gone grind
*****s aint gone be able to see us hey,
They gone think they gone blind
C got choppers on his vert
And I got dadens on mine
Triple gold and vogues,
Poppin moe blowin pine
Honey brown wood grain
Wheel in the lac
Oak on the dash
And the 12s in the back
Came for years of trappin,
Staying down wit the crack
Now that I made it rapping
I aint never going back
Ima let the paper stack
Till it cant no more
Still got love for my *****s slangin blow
Getting do fo sure
Da **** boyz in the trapp *****
The thug *****, drug dealer
Where you at *****
I say the, da **** boyz
In the trapp *****
The thug *****,
Drug dealer where you at,
A where you at *****
Ya **** boyz in the trapp *****
The thug *****,
Drug dealer where you at,
A where you at *****
Ya **** boyz in the trapp *****
This for da, ya **** boyz
In the trapp *****
I remember it all started
Wit a quarter ounce of hard
Me and C-Roy crunked
The trapp upin Cobb
Nann ***** barred
We the trillest *****s living
If this aint yo trapp then
What the **** you doing in it?
What the mutha****ing business,
Do you think you puttin down?
If so then my corner you need
To get the **** from round
Unless you wanna sell some
**** my ***** Beed got the pound
Anything else I dont need ya help,
I got the hard locked down
37s kis in da grill of the broam
Jumped from 33 to
My folk in Boyd homes
All most gone aint got
But four mo
Eternal Simpson Road
Aint no more blow
Nothing left for you
But to count my do
Just something else to do
While I blow my dro
350k what I paid for the ***t

Made 850 quick
When I flipped all these bricks
Getting rich in this *****
Da **** boyz in the trapp *****
The thug *****, drug dealer
Where you at *****
I say the, da **** boyz
In the trapp *****
The thug *****,
Drug dealer where you at,
A where you at *****
Ya **** boyz in the trapp *****
The thug *****,
Drug dealer where you at,
A where you at *****
Ya **** boyz in the trapp *****
This for da, ya **** boyz
In the trapp *** **
Da **** boyz in the trapp *****
The thug *****, drug dealer
Where you at *****
I say the, da **** boyz
In the trapp *****
The thug *****,
Drug dealer where you at,
A where you at *****
Ya **** boyz in the trapp *****
The thug *****,
Drug dealer where you at,
A where you at *****
Ya **** boyz in the trapp *****
This for da,ya **** boyz
In the trapp *****
Ay one time for da **** boyz in ATL
From the SWATS on Campbelton Road
On over to the Westside
On Bankhead, ya understand
On over to Candler Road
Ay I know yall *****z out
There getting money in Decatur
Got damn ay we going
On down to Miami shawty
Ay we know yall *****s
Got them thangs down
There for the low
Im coming to get some
Ay one time for my **** *s
Up in Tennessee shawty
Up in Orange Mound,
Yall *****s trapp rolling good
On over to Memphis
I know the pimpings
Real