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Da Trap Life
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Listen W/Lyrics: Sellin' crack rockz, reefa, coke, heroine, acid, shrooms, narcz, and otha drugs to get dat mutha f***in' paper.Shoutz to HitLab with the beat.
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Peak #589
Peak in subgenre #270
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Mr. AK, City Boi, DeTour of the Queen City Boyz
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protected Lyrics by Queen City Boyz
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December 06, 2005
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MP3 2.5 MB 128 kbps 2:46
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Drug dealin in M-Town
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(-DeTour-) Woke up in da mornin an got an urge for some dro (Knock 9x, I need some crack mann/ Itz crack time) Tha crack fiendz at da do servin up a kilo, 5 gramz, and an ounce close shop, my clientele has got me on da count 20 G's in one day, haul it off into the safe no competition so money comin' in a fast pace Im in da kitchen cookin' up some crack wit some coke half a box of bakin' soda and water to let it soak But in da meantime, Im sellin blockz fo da yay anythang to get dis paper manyne i gotz to get paid Gotta large supply of green and da crack is in da oven when da crack hitz da fiendz dey gon be pushin and shovin' and if i eva run out of crack i gotta large supply of reefa Where Im from, DeTour, is da neighborhood deala my crack look like ice cream call it french vanilla but it aint sweet and itz known as some killa (-Mr. AK-) I got dem rockz fo dat pipe And got dem rockz fo dat knife i got dat fiya dat u niggaz my quite wanna lite niggaz try to stop my hustle, niggaz wanna to stop my grind niggaz wanna murder me on da frontline niggaz wanna put me unda 6 feet deep but i got dat fo fo dat'll put ya to sleep and im creepin on a come up to get rich as i can nine in my left hand and money in my right hand the fiendz be like show me, then the fiendz be all on me then they wanna hang around me like Im one of they homies i was born in dis world jus to sell dat dope but my nigga city boi cookin' up dat coke. im known as Mr. Ak da trappa of the year now i've got me some rare shit, itz some of dat clear u try to fuck me, and u know im gonna clap ya and we da best in Charlotte cuz we some M-Town trappaz (-City Boi-) woke up in da mornin bout 6 o clock heard a nigga creepin so i got my gunz cocked Then i heard a nigga talkin bout blowin up da spot fiendz on da scene, so im sellin green let it be known the copz down da street Shoot of blast on dem niggaz man last week den dem niggaz got deep and i aint have enough fire power called DeTour, said give em bout an hour Checked fo da time it was only 6:30 I sell alot of crack so da copz want me early a whole fuckin hour i was on da run had to turn around cuz i dropped my fuckin gun DeTour called and said he arrived we didnt get caught plus 50 copz died we ran to da M so we could hide we aint gettin caught cuz we live to ride
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