Jadakiss, Jeezy, Yo Gotti - Traffickin lyrics

[Jadakiss, Jeezy, Yo Gotti - Traffickin lyrics]

Black Sain yeah

Road trip, yeah I’m trafficking the white
Road trip, yeah I’m trafficking the white
Road trip, yeah I’m trafficking the white
Please lord don’t let me go to jail tonight
Road trip, yeah I’m trafficking the white
Road trip, yeah I’m trafficking the white
Road trip, yeah I’m trafficking the white
Please lord don’t let me go to jail tonight

Let's start off with the Feds
Heard about me through they mans
Heard how I put them white
Bricks inside the vans
No skateboard shit, I ain’t talking vans
Got a 12 gauge chopper in
The barrel of these cans
Forges on that ho, got them in a trance
Got dancing shoes on
She say she like the way it dance
Yeah, get money count bands
Where I'm from motherfuckers see
The grams equal grands
Pop that crystal plate
Better check my resume
Not the 50 though, couldn’t have a better day
You niggas caught up in the hype
These niggas day dreaming shit
And I was trafficking the white

Road trip, yeah I’m trafficking the white
Road trip, yeah I’m trafficking the white
Road trip, yeah I’m trafficking the white
Please lord don’t let me go to jail tonight
Road trip, yeah I’m trafficking the white
Road trip, yeah I’m trafficking the white
Road trip, yeah I’m trafficking the white
Please lord don’t let me go to jail tonight

Work, what you know about it nigga?
Realest nigga in it
Ask your ho about me nigga
Glock and a beam real nigga team
I'm just tryna see that life from
A dollar and a dream
5 for the Bentley, 10 for the Hummer
And my verse half a quarter
Ain't look back from her
Hunned bricks later, album and the label
Gotta thank the streets cuz they
Put food on my table
And I stay hot, undercover Tahoe
Talkin codes to my driver
(watch out for them pot holes)
Conspiracy nigga, seriously nigga
You don’t wanna go against
They Grand Jury nigga
So when I see you in the
Club with your jewelery nigga
About them bricks that you sold
I ain’t heard you nigga
Road trips yeah I’m trafficking the white
Go with this shit yeah you might get life

Road trip, yeah I’m trafficking the white
Road trip, yeah I’m trafficking the white
Road trip, yeah I’m trafficking the white
Please lord don’t let me go to jail tonight
Road trip, yeah I’m trafficking the white
Road trip, yeah I’m trafficking the white
Road trip, yeah I’m trafficking the white
Please lord don’t let me go to jail tonight

I switch cars with the Mexicans
I just hope this ain’t the
Car they arrest me in the highway is on fire
Diesel in the doors, coke in the tires
It’s the price that you pay
When you’re a supplier
The lord knows I’m just trying to
Make it to the buyers
Seat belt on, 2 hands on the wheel
I break it all down, it’s least a couple mill
Get rid of the weight, keep all of the pills
I ain’t gotta be here
I just do it for the thrill
A nigga waitin on me say
He want the whole shit
Never spend the profit
Put it on the whole flip
Those that like to gossip
They don’t really know shit
What you gross this year, I made in ’06
When I hit the crib, I’ma smoke a whole zip
Cause, I made it back safe
From another road trip and I’m gone

Road trip, yeah I’m trafficking the white
Road trip, yeah I’m trafficking the white
Road trip, yeah I’m trafficking the white
Please lord don’t let me go to jail tonight
Road trip, yeah I’m trafficking the white
Road trip, yeah I’m trafficking the white
Road trip, yeah I’m trafficking the white
Please lord don’t let me go to jail tonight

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