TRAPBOY FREDDY TRAP SCARS CHOPPED N SCREWED ( NO F
TRAPBOY FREDDY TRAP SCARS CHOPPED N SCREWED ( NO FEELINGS ) HOSTED BY DJ ROZAY TECHNIQUE ROSALES
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Shahrose Khan also known by DJ Rozay Technique Rosales is a chopped n screwed up DJ from Dallas, Texas. He's been mixing music since 2012 of January. He started to make beats in mid 2013. He's got much recognition for his amazing talent.
Lyrics
They used to tell me it was gon'
People was gon' switch up, you know
Things was gon' change, shit was gon' get different, you know
Can't be friendly with everybody
You know like these niggas really don't be with you at the end of the day
Shit, all you got is your niggas and your family, you know what I'm sayin'
Put this rap shit to the side, hey, hey
[Chorus]
They said it was gon' change when a nigga got paper
Got a pool and a garage, can't trust my neighbors
Learned how to bust rocks before I learned times tables
We got the Jordans only when mom was able
Never had a daddy so the shit was kinda hard
Fuck watchin' Cars, I was ready to sell hard
I ain't pickin' up trash, I ain't cuttin' no grass
I'm a young boss nigga, I'ma go and eat regardless
[Verse 1]
Learned how to hustle, had 'em pull it up and park it
Swear to god Stunna had bought my first quarter
Poppy was the nigga told me to add water
And my stepdaddy was the first nigga give me a quarter
Flipped that shit to a half a brick
On my young nigga shit, we just some kids
Go to school fresh as hell, straight off trappin'
See back then, get how I ain't start rappin'
Trap roll through hundreds like a candy house
Dope fiend comin' in and out, hard to keep 'em out
Go to the store, now your nigga in the house
Run with G's couch, tryna see what it's about
Take it off the stove when it bubble up
I remember we would go and get them double ups
How you kick that shit 'til your wrist hurt, hey
Certified trapper, do your research
Take a nigga back where it first had started
All them late nights in the apartments
Bleedin' in them black and white Forces
Shirt hangin' off a nigga's shoulders
Forty pullin' down a nigga's clothes
Have you ever been in the car with no money
Feel like you in the pen with the walls close on
No money on the phone, can't call no friends
But when you think about it, shit you really never can
[Chorus]
They said it was gon' change when a nigga got paper
Got a pool and a garage, can't trust my neighbors
Learned how to bust rocks before I learned times tables
We got the Jordans only when mom was able
Never had a daddy so the shit was kinda hard
Fuck watchin' Cars, I was ready to sell hard
I ain't pickin' up trash, I ain't cuttin' no grass
I'm a young boss nigga, I'ma go and eat regardless
[Verse 2]
When they caught old boy they were closer than a bitch
Ever since then nigga I ain't touch shit
Boy it been a minute since I seen me a brick
Boy it been a minute, man I miss them nicks
Niggas be callin' for prices
Same niggas sayin' that they didn't like
Hey these niggas sweet like Icees
Hey these niggas sweet like ice cream
Take a nigga back to the blueprint
Stick a mud hole in you, leave a shoeprint
Hey, one on one for what? throw your crew in
Down for whatever, don't fuck with
I was on the block where the plugs at
Had that work in my nutsack
Tuck big bands in the book bag
Turnt up now, I can't look back
[Chorus]
They said it was gon' change when a nigga got paper
Got a pool and a garage, can't trust my neighbors
Learned how to bust rocks before I learned times tables
We got the Jordans only when mom was able
Never had a daddy so the shit was kinda hard
Fuck watchin' Cars, I was ready to sell hard
I ain't pickin' up trash, I ain't cuttin' no grass
I'm a young boss nigga, I'ma go and eat regardless
