Trap Or Die (feat. Bun B)

Last time I checked I was the man on these streets

They call me residue, I leave blow in these beats

Got diarrhea flow, now I shit on ****

Even when I'm constipated, I still shit on ****

Got some Super Friends in the Legion of Doom

Stay blowin' purple shit that keep me high like the moon

I'm an affiliate, I know hitmen

I'm a hater like you, fuck my wrist then

**** sneak dissin', that ain't how we play

Fuck with mine, get your drama like the DJ

Now tell me I ain't real, this AR that I'm holdin' got a gangsta grill

Went from old school Chevys, to Beamer coupes

Got a hundred **** with me and errybody gon' shoot

Try me, ****, that's your first mistake

Eat your lil' ass up like a Chanterelle's plate

The whole pie like Domino's, yes indeed

Tryna stack my bacon up, I need extra cheese

You can try, dawg, but it ain't easy

Mix the flake with the soda, you got Young Jeezy

You still wanna talk blow, man?

Soft white like Alaska, call me snowman

Smoke purp' by the pound, Goose by the fifth

Re-up on the first then again on the fifth

We trap or die, ****, we trap or die, ****

And know these hoes love a **** 'cause they know that we the truth

Got the Chevy same color Tropicana orange juice (Yeah)

We trap or die, ****, we trap or die, ****

Post on the block, rain, sleet, snow, sunny

Slow motion, don't nothin' move but the money

Trap all day with no lunch breaks

It's dinner time but a gangsta cookin pancakes

Rubberbands when we wrap them stacks

Time to ship it outta town, you know Saran's the wrap

Think ahead incase the K-9's get loose

Inner tubes like the tires on my Mongoose

Smoke purp' by the pound, goose by the fifth

Re-up on the first then again on the fifth

We trap or die, ****, we trap or die, ****

And know these hoes love a **** 'cause they know that we the truth

Got the Chevy same color Tropicana orange juice

We trap or die, ****, we trap or die, ****

Yeah, back up in the hood again, where it's all good again

Ridin' candy slab, grippin' on the wood again

Out of line **** get back in place where you should've been

In case you don't understand, I'ma make it understood again

King of the underground, my gangsta will never fail

You 'bout to make me go postal for fuckin' with my mail

You got the connect, but you ain't got the clientele

You the hoax and **** know it, that shit ain't hard to tell

Rat bitch, recognize that your cheese ain't finna sale

I'm finna break some bread with the feds? You dumb as hell

I been around the block before, sold it all from rock to blow

And I don't fuck around, when the feds in town I got to go

Respect my mind 'cause I'm a trill old schooler

Summer time get too hot, I wait for winter when its cooler

U.G.K. for life, free the Pimp, you know the deal

In P.A.T. it's Trap or Die and we ain't down for gettin killed

Smoke purp' by the pound, goose by the fifth

Re-up on the first then again on the fifth

We trap or die, ****, we trap or die, ****

And know these hoes love a **** 'cause they know that we the truth

Got the Chevy same color Tropicana orange juice

We trap or die, ****, we trap or die, ****