Correction Lyrics Still Trappin' by Lil' Durk & King Von

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Von
Von (Go Grizz)
Huh, huh, yeah (Go, Hitmaka)
Von

This ain't OG, this just smoke and this sh*t Thrax for real (This that Thrax for real)
This that sh*t that have you chokin' and it got Tooka killed (It got Tooka killed, uh)
N***as chasin' clout and claimin' bodies they ain't do for real (Huh? What? Who? Huh? Damn, damn)
And my b*t*h got a** shots, but I promise that this strap is real (Ayy, grrah, grrah, grrah)
This ain't OG, this just smoke and this sh*t Thrax for real (This that Thrax for real)
This that sh*t that have you chokin' and it got Tooka killed (It got Tooka killed, damn, huh?)
N***as chasin' clout and claimin' bodies they ain't do for real (Damn, huh?)
And my b*t*h got a** shots, but I promise that this strap is real (Damn, damn, grrah, grrah, grrah)

N***as ain't gon' shoot for real (Uh-uh)
They ain't gon' shoot for real (They ain't gon' shoot)
I call up Muwop, he grab his Glock (I call) and he gon' shoot to kill (Grrah, grrah)
I done hit stains for real, uh (Huh? What?)
N***as ain't gang for real, uh (Huh? What?)
N***as go to jail and tell (Huh?)
I done sent hits from my cell, damn (Yeah)
Bad b*t*h posted my bail, uh (Uh-huh)
Scream, "F**k 12," uh (12)
All these bales (F**k) came from the cartel (The cartel)
They say I got mail, damn (I got mail, yeah)
Who got nailed? (Who got nailed, huh?)
That boy a trophy (What?), I'ma put him on the shelf (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
This ain't OG, this just smoke and this sh*t Thrax for real (This that Thrax for real)
This that sh*t that have you chokin' and it got Tooka killed (It got Tooka killed)
N***as chasin' clout and claimin' bodies they ain't do for real (Huh? What? Who? Huh? Damn, damn)
And my b*t*h got a** shots, but I promise that this strap is real (Yeah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
This ain't OG, this just smoke and this sh*t Thrax for real (This that Thrax for real)
This that sh*t that have you chokin' and it got Tooka killed (Huh? What? It got Tooka killed, yeah)
N***as chasin' clout and claimin' bodies they ain't do for real (Yeah, it's Smurk)
And my b*t*h got a** shots, but I promise that this strap is real (Damn, damn, gang, gang, grrah, grrah, grrah, huh)

I ain't gon' lie, that lil' sh*t major, my hoes carry tasers (Yeah)
When it comes to this lil' paper, my sh*t come in pages (For sure)
When I had to slow down off them drugs, I had to go through phases (For sure)
Even though we fightin' all them cases, keep them guns on stages (Yeah, yeah, yeah, what?)
Booka gave me X pills, told me chase it, but I cannot take it (Yeah)
Why these n***as actin' like they real when n***as know they fakin'? (N***as fakin')
I can't take it
He a b*t*h, just ho his a**
Bro slide with a COVID mask (Facts)
Last opp, he overga**ed (Facts), smoke
Goddamn, he got backdoored
Goose, goose, he over ga**ed dope (Dope)
Loose screws, I'll buy they a** poles (Gang)
Fool, fool, don't change for the low (Low)
Goof dude, he a stain, he don't know (B*t*h)
This Tutu smoke (Dawg)
Doo, doo, that deuce-deuce blow (Go)
Boo-hoo, why you cryin'? You a ho (B*t*h)
F**ked you, now he mad he ain't know (Gang)
This ain't OG, this just smoke and this sh*t Thrax for real (This that Thrax for real)
This that sh*t that have you chokin' and it got Tooka killed (It got Tooka killed, uh)
N***as chasin' clout and claimin' bodies they ain't do for real (Huh? What? Who? Huh? Damn, damn)
And my b*t*h got a** shots, but I promise that this strap is real (Ayy, grrah, grrah, grrah)
This ain't OG, this just smoke and this sh*t Thrax for real (This that Thrax for real)
This that sh*t that have you chokin' and it got Tooka killed (Huh? What? It got Tooka killed)
N***as chasin' clout and claimin' bodies they ain't do for real (Damn, huh?)
And my b*t*h got a** shots, but I promise that this strap is real (Damn, damn, grrah, grrah, grrah, uh)

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