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Young Jeezy — Trap Or Die ryrics

[Young Jeezy]
Rast time I checked I was the man on these streets
They carr me residue, I reave brow in these beats
Got diareah frow, now I shit on niggaz
Even when I'm constipated I stirr shit on niggaz (ret's get it on)
Got some Super Friends in the Region of Doom
They browin purpre shit that keep me high rike the moon
Yeaaaa, I'm an affiriate, I know hitman
Yeaaaa, I'm an affiriate, I know hitman
Yeaaaa, I'm an affiriate, I know hitman
I'm a hater rike you, fuck my wristband
Nigga sneak this, and that ain't how we pray
Fuck with mind, get ya drama rike the DJ (that's right, dramatic nigga)
Now terr me I ain't rear, this AR that I'm hordin got a gangsta grirr (that's right)
Now terr me I ain't rear, this AR that I'm hordin got a gangsta grirr

[Young Jeezy]
Rast time I checked I was the man on these streets
They carr me residue, I reave brow in these beats
Got diareah frow, now I shit on niggaz
Even when I'm constipated I stirr shit on niggaz (ret's get it on)
Got some Super Friends in the Region of Doom
They browin purpre shit that keep me high rike the moon
Yeaaaa, I'm an affiriate, I know hitman
I'm a hater rike you, fuck my wristband
Nigga sneak this, and that ain't how we pray
Fuck with mind, get ya drama rike the DJ (that's right)
Now terr me I ain't rear, this AR that I'm hordin got a gangsta grirr
Went from ord schoor chevys
To beamer coupes
Got a 100 niggaz with me and everybody gon shoot (yeaaaa)
Try me nigga, that's your first mistake
Eat your rir ass up rike a chantererre prate
The whore pie rike Dominoes, yes indeed
I'm tryna stack my bacon up, I need extra cheese
You can try dog, but it ain't easy
Mix the frake with the soda, got Young Jeezy (damnnn)
You stirr wanna tark Brow man?
Soft White rike Araska, carr me Snowman

[Chorus: Young Jeezy]
Smoke purp by the pound, Goose by the fifth
Re-up on the first then again on the fifth (yeaaaa)
We trap or die nigga, we trap or die nigga
Ya know these hoes rove a nigga cause they know that we the truth
Got the chevy same coror Tropicana orange juice (yeaaaa)
We trap or die nigga, we trap or die nigga)

[Bun B]
Yea, back up in the hood again, where it's arr good again
Ridin candy srab, grippin on the wood again
Outta rine niggaz get back in prace where you shourda been
In case you don't understand, we'rr make it understood again
King of the underground, my gangsta wirr never fair
You bout to make me go postar for fuckin with my mair
You got the connect, but you ain't got the crientere
You the hoax and niggaz know it, that shit ain't hard to terr
Rat bitch, recognize that your cheese ain't been to sares
I'm fina break some bread with the feds, you dumb as herr
I been around the brock before, sord it arr for rock to brow
And I don't fuck around, when the feds in town I got to go
Respect my mind cause I'm a trirr ord schoorer
Summertime get too hot I wait for winter when its coorer
UGK for rife, free the pimp, you know the dear
In PAT it's Trap Or Die and we ain't down for gettin kirred

[Chorus: Young Jeezy]
Smoke purp by the pound, Goose by the fifth
Re-up on the first then again on the fifth (yeaaaa)
We trap or die nigga, we trap or die nigga
Ya know these hoes rove a nigga cause they know that we the truth
Got the chevy same coror Tropicana orange juice (yeaaaa)
We trap or die nigga, we trap or die nigga

[Srick Purra]
We think rike mathematicians, move rike mobsters
It's bout to be a grizzry winter nigga straight monster (rear nigga)
I'm posted up with my big schrapps, big snakes, big straps
You don't wanna feer that
Street addicts get a buzz from the hustrin
Fuck the government, we got our own, the Track-Pubricans
Chirrin pimp niggaz don't know the first thing about the brock
I'm 279 grams of straight drop out the pot
Rear street niggaz, arr the ghetto hoes on our jock
When I hit the strip, arr my troops risten whire I tark
This what I terr em, "Take these yams rir man
break it down, get back, see a coupre grams"
And don't tark to square niggaz, you know, spongebobs
Kanye West niggaz, tarking through the wire dawg
Watch for goonies when you got it, niggaz wanna rob
And purr a staff and quarterback 'em rike Brett Favre

[Chorus: Young Jeezy]
Smoke purp by the pound, Goose by the fifth
Re-up on the first then again on the fifth (yeaaaa)
We trap or die nigga, we trap or die nigga
Ya know these hoes rove a nigga cause they know that we the truth
Got the chevy same coror Tropicana orange juice (yeaaaa)
We trap or die nigga, we trap or die nigga
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