3PAC NAKUR - TRAP GOD | Текст песни

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• 3PAC NAKUR
• TRAP GOD

[Intro]
Let's get it son! (Acidonthattrack!)
Back with that trap shit son, straight up son
Straight from the trap son, don't give a hoot about shit
Been on top of the game for a while now, son
All these broke-ass, wack-ass rappers ain't shit, son
Beat yo mamas cheeks son, in the sheets son
7 days out the weeks, son
(3PACALYPSE)

[Pre-Hook (x2)]
Trap god, I'm the trap god
You heard son, I'm the trap god

[Hook]
Yeah you heard what I said, I'm the trap god
And I don't give a hoot about none of your wack-ass shit
I'm gonna go so hard, Ima do it big

[Verse 1]
Yeah son, looking like Joseph Kony
Mixed up with Rosie O' Donnell
Looking like Donald Sterling
Bitch sucking my dick cause I look like [?]
Look like Rob Ford, I look like Mariah Carey
Hoes on my dick, baby you know that I stay strapped
I don't give a hoot, silverback in the club
Bad bitches show me love, cause they know I'm about to blow up on the scene
Ima beat the cheeks on the sheets for the ZHG
Ima hold it down for my squad, squad
Juiced up in the game selling records like Barry Bonds, Bonds
Damn son I can actually rap, no shit, it's the silverback
I go beast mode on this track

[Interlude]
Yeah! Yeah!
(Beast mode)
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
(I don't give a hoot about that wack-ass shit son!)
YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!

[Beast Mode]
Beast mode activated (YEAH!)
I don't give a hoot, eliminated (YEAH!)
High as shit, in the fucking studio (YEAH!)
I don't give a fuck, I'm about to fucking blow (YEAH!)
Yo shit, I don't give a hoot (YEAH! YEAH!)
Shoot shit straight through the door (YEAH! YEAH!)
I don't give a fuck, Ima shoot, Ima blow (YEAH! YEAH!)
I used up fuckin' bitch- (YEAH! YEAH!)

[Verse 2]
I don't give a hoot about shit yo
You know I'm the greatest
And I don't give a hoot about none of that shit
I'm a silverback on the track
And Ima beat yo mamas cheeks
7 days out of the week
Left her to sleep, do what I see
Don't need no sleep, I just go beast-mode in the booth
Every fucking day, every fucking night
Every fucking day, I'm the white nigga
I'm the beast in the booth and I'm the chedda daddy, boy
And I don't give a fuck, I stay getting these figures
6K everyday, bitch know, 50K
For a verse, 100K for a show
(Let's go)

[Pre-Hook (x2)]

[Hook]

[Outro]
YEAH!
Yeah son, been a boss in the game
All these weak-ass, broke-ass, hoot-ass rappers think they're trapping shit
But they're some wack-ass shit's, son
Peace

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