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PERFORMING ARTISTS
T.I.
T.I.
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
C. Harris
C. Harris
Lyrics
Aldrin Davis
Aldrin Davis
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Toomp
DJ Toomp
Producer
Mike Wilson
Mike Wilson
Recording Engineer
Phil Tan
Phil Tan
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
He a crack a ki' a crumb do it fifty mo' times
The quarter go for five and the half go for nine
Still in the trap with them break down dimes
Hit me on the hipper anytime, I don't mind
Why y'all **** bitching on and whining I'm a grind
Shack it in the winter and the summer I'm a shine
Getting mine
It's plenty of money to be made from Candler Road to Bankhead
It's plenty of room to get paid for those that ain't scared
I got the hard for the J's and dro' for the dank heads
The dope game still strong like pimping ain't dead
Heard what I said, I ain't buying no yell
Thats the way thirty-six o's or more on triple beam scale
Yeah, look like you got that touchy bug, shawty
Standing round in my trap I think you fucking up, shawty
Same **** who taught a k getting paid in the trap
Made a song for the **** and the J's in da trap
For the
[Verse 2]
Da dope boyz in the trap, ****
The thug ****, drug dealer, where you at, ****?
I say the, da dope boyz in the trap, ****
The thug ****, drug dealer where you at?
A where you at, ****?
The dope boyz in the trap, ****
The thug ****, drug dealer where you at?
A where you at, ****?
Ya dope boys in the trap, ****
Ya dope boys in the trap, ****
[Verse 3]
Now everybody in the swats know I got the fire, fire
**** want that weight I got it for the high, high
You can't even supple the package I buy
I get it and I cook and it's gone 'fore it dry
Get a quarter ki and cut it down to all dimes
Buy my own blow so the profits all mine
How we gon' shine?
Same way we gone grind
**** aint gone be able to see us
Hey, they gone thing they gone blind
See got choppers on his vert and I got daden's on mine
Triple gold and vogues
Poppin' moe' blow and pine
Honey brown wood grain wheel in the lac
Oak on the dash and the twelves in the back
Came from years of trappin'
Staying down with the crack
Now that I made it rapping I ain't never going back
I'ma let the paper stack till it can't no more
But still got love for my **** slangin' blow
Getting do' fo' sho'
[Verse 4]
Da dope boyz in the trap, ****
The thug ****, drug dealer, where you at, ****?
I say the, da dope boyz in the trap, ****
The thug ****, drug dealer, where you at?
A where you at, ****?
The dope boyz in the trap, ****
The thug ****, drug dealer, where you at?
Where you at, ****
The dope boyz in the trap, ****
The dope boyz in the trap, ****
[Verse 5]
I remember it all started wit a quarter ounce of hard
Me and see-Roy crunked the trap up in the Cobb
Nan a **** barre we the trillest **** living
If this aint yo trap then what the fuck you doing in it?
What the muthafucking business
Do you think you putting down?
If so then my corner you need to get the fuck from around
Unless you want to sell some weed my **** Beed got the pound
Anything else I don't need ya help with
I got the hard locked down
Thirty-seven ki's in da grill of the broam
Jumping from thirty-three to my folk in the Boyd homes
Almost gone only got four mo'
Eternal Simpson Road ain't no more blow
Nothing left to do but to count my dough
Just somethin' else to do while I blow my dro'
Three-hundred fifty k what I paid for the shit
Made eight-hundred fifty quick when I flipped all these bricks
Gettin' rich in this bitch
[Verse 6]
Da dope boyz in the trap, ****
The thug ****, drug dealer, where you at, ****?
I say the, da dope boyz in the trap, ****
The thug ****, drug dealer where you at?
A, where you at, ****?
Da dope boyz in the trap, ****
The thug ****, drug dealer, where you at?
A where you at, ****?
Da dope boyz in the trap, ****
Da dope boyz in the trap, ****
[Verse 7]
Dope boyz in the trap, ****
The thug ****, drug dealer, where you at, ****?
I say the, da dope boyz in the trap, ****
The thug ****, drug dealer, where you at?
A where you at, ****?
The dope boyz in the trap, ****
The thug ****, drug dealer, where you at?
A, where you at, ****?
Da dope boyz in the trap, ****
Da dope boyz in the trap, ****
Written by: Aldrin Davis, C. Harris
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