Big Scarr - Trappin n Rappin (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Big Scarr - Trappin n Rappin (en) Lyrics
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Long live the legend
My secret weapon (Let the band play)
Big Scarr
Hop in the coupe with
no roof or the keys
I'm a rich nigga, I do what I please
Trappin' and rappin',
I do it with ease
This shit that I'm smokin',
I barely can breathe
Say he in the field, put
his ass in a tree
Can't tell that I got it,
just know it's in reach
Hop in the coupе with
no roof or the keys
I'm a rich nigga, I do what I pleasе
Uh, they know I'm the shit,
can't find a nigga like me
that can do it like this
I know that I got niggas pissed, if
it ain't 'bout no beef, guess he
mad 'cause I'm fuckin' his bitch
When I'm in the booth, every time, it's
a hit, they like, "Damn, this young
nigga here really don't miss"
Take up two lanes with this widebody
kit, with no stars in the
ceiling, just shooters in it
Finna go ice up my neck and
my wrist just to show all my
haters a lil' nigga lit
Never will I go out sad 'bout a
bitch, you were lyin' to the
ho like you havin' this shit
I still work the frontline, I'ma
hit after that, you were cuffin'
and wifin' the bitch
I hit the club with the Reapers and
switches, you play, then we cut
off the lights in this bitch
I'm a rich nigga, I do
what I please (Huh)
This shit that I'm smokin',
I barely can breathe (Uh)
In the back of the Phantom,
but I got the key (Wow)
600K cheap to me, why would I lease?
I nutted and dipped, she like,
"Why would you leave?" (Yeah)
The jit wanna sign with
me, say it's his dream
He came to the trial, but couldn't
make the team (No)
7.62 bullets ruptured
his spleen (Grah)
EMT on the scene, cuttin' off
his jeans (Well, damn)
Let me say one thing and
get that shit clear
I can spend two mill' every
week of the year (Woah)
Like snow on the ground, they
drop salt on my feet
My bitch worth a bill', she like,
"Why would you cheat?" (Bitch)
AC is on, but that fire
on the seat (Fah)
Seventeen years, I ain't
lie on a beat (Ah)
He got shot at the meet and
greet, why did he reach?
Even on vacay, the chop on
the beach (It's Gucci)
Hop in the coupe with no
roof or the keys (Huh)
Uh, I'm zooted
Try to take somethin', you
get hit with the toolie
Stackin' up bread, ain't got
time for the foolin'
Dead opp in my blunt, that boy
smell like some sewage
I like my hundreds and
fifties congruent
My main bitch and side ho,
they always into it
If it ain't 'bout no money,
don't bring me into it
No fussin' and fightin',
no, I can't get into it
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