Correction Paroles Dope Boys & Trap Gods par Rick Ross

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(Zaytoven)

This one for the trap gods, this one for the dope boys
This one for the dope boys, this one for the trap gods
This one for the n***as trappin' out their grandma backyard
This one for the n***as on the corner sellin' weed and hard

Seventeen-five, rest in low but that's the price though
I ain't talkin' bricks, I'm talkin OG gas and bowls
Them Ralos, Ion't sell those
That spice in Monte Carlo
All this water on, I can't see, I need goggles
You a real street n***a, don't fold (Don't fold)
You know thirty years come with playin' with a stove (Playin' with a stove)
Don't jump out in the field 'cause sh*t get real ('Cause sh*t get real)
They talkin' like plus thirty-five, he gonna squeal (He gonna squeal)

This one for the trap gods, this one for the dope boys
This one for the dope boys, this one for the trap gods
This one for the n***as trappin' out their grandma backyards
This one for the n***as on the corner sellin' weed and hard
This one for the trap gods, this one for the dope boys
This one for the dope boys, this one for the trap gods
This one for the n***as trappin' out their grandma backyard (Toni)
This one for the n***as on the corner sellin' weed and hard (Rewind)

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