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lirik lagu pros ap - back trappin

[intro]
pros (reuel, stop playin’ with these n~ggas)
young n~ggas winnin’ sh~t (pros)
this the island boys sh~t, this the (pros)
this the, yeah (pros, pros)

[verse 1]
boy, you broke, you ain’t never had no motion, i can tell (n~gga)
on my granny, i done sold over fifty thousand grams (on my grandma)
drop some wock’ in the sunnyd, i’m pourin’ up with cam (pourin’ up with lil cam)
fishbowl, bendin’ through the hood in that latest jag’ (skrrt, rrr, yes, sir)

[chorus]
b~tch, i’m big 4s poppin’ (yeah, yeah)
you get ’round the hoes and claim other n~ggas’ watches (uh~huh)
i move like a star, i can’t leave without my chopper (i can’t)
you ain’t never seen a hundred thousand, why you lyin’?
man, you n~ggas cowards

[verse 2]
i’m with izzo (realrich)
boy, we rich, it ain’t sh~t to get you bent on (fah, fah, fah)
i’m drinkin’ trish, but i prefer some wock’ to sip on (yеs, sir)
she got her ass did, i’m tryna put my d~ck on her
aftеr i f~ck, b~tch, you gotta put your sh~t on (b~tch, you gotta leave)
i’m the man, can’t you tell, n~gga? (uh~huh)
but when you gettin’ money, you f~ck hoes and you smell different (swear to god)
tellin’ lies, hatin’ on my name, i can’t stand n~ggas (i can’t stand n~ggas)
sh~t crazy, your jeans a thousand bucks, but no bands in ’em (boy, you broke)
no cap, we was bendin’ out the 4matic (out the benz)
i ain’t lyin’, i had your b~tch on the floor naked (i swear to god)
stick the perc’ in her ass, she get so nasty (she get nasty)
stick my d~ck down her throat, she get so ratchet (she get ratchet)
i’m with mike, i’m with morg, i’m with sticcs (i’m with the gang)
she can’t choose, she gon’ f~ck ’cause we rich (’cause we rich)
twenty thousand tied up, this ain’t sh~t (this ain’t sh~t)
i made thirty off of rap, i’m legit (a thirty~ball)
your mans tellin’, he a rat, he a snitch (he a snitch)
droppin’ 4s on the ‘gram got him blitzed (bah, bah)
my n~ggas crashin’ out, don’t be the ones they hit (don’t get hit)
i’m the bag, still jumpin’ out the whips (bah, bah, bah, bah)
[chorus]
b~tch, i’m big 4s poppin’
you get ’round the hoes and claim other n~ggas’ watches (you a corn)
i move like a star, i can’t leave without my chopper (i can’t)
you ain’t never seen a hundred thousand, why you lyin’? (no, you didn’t)
man, you n~ggas cowards (why you lyin’?)

[verse 3]
they be lyin’ for the fame (uh~huh)
a n~gga hit my ho, i’ma charge it to the game
i sign a deal, i’m pullin’ up and breakin’ off the gang
i was broke and starvin’ with my n~ggas for some days (swear to god, swear to god, swear to god)
you don’t know that pain, but we back at it
breakin’ down grams, smellin’ like a crack addict (smellin’ like the yeah)
it’s the first of the month, where my crack addict? (where she at?)
he tried to run from these shots and got his back tatted
who scared to come outside? know we back trappin’, uh~huh

[outro]
back trappin’, yeah
let a n~gga play, we gon’— yeah
back trappin’, uh~huh
ride on the gang like uh, uh
you know the block hot, b~tch, you know the block hot
back trappin’, uh~huh
who scared to come outside? know we back trappin’, uh~huh
who scared to come outside? know we back trappin’, uh~huh

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