Mobtrap - Drako paroles de (lyrics)

Michael Emeka Rosenfeld

[Mobtrap - Drako paroles de lyrics]

Ștefane, mi-ai dat leanu' pe jos mOB

I got a draco with a choppa
In case a nigga tryna drop us
I be snortin', cannot stop us
In the trap we don't need choppas
Nigga pull up tryna cap us
Then we pull up and we cap you
Drive-by, we attack you
Put you in a body bag spray two uzi mags
MOB, I'm finna tag fuck popo, my ass
No, I never went to class
Fuck school, I'm finna pass
Jump a nigga, do the the dash
The streets my classroom be sure bout that

No nigga, I'm not new
I'm the nigga that taught you
Pull up G, I got you mOB the trap flu
Countin' stacks with my crew
Nigga I don't fuck with you
Smoking on gorilla out the zoo
Yeah I'm puffin hella spicy
Bitch niggas never like me
Pull up with my fade and
Bitch niggas wanna fight me
Straight drip on my Jordans like ice tea
Spray my opps, i'm on they ass with my uzi
Niggas can't step cuz they know
I pack a two-piece bitches say i'm fine cuz
I stay fuckin' drippin'
All I see is bands cuz you know I be pimpin'
Fucked a hoe last night and
You know she was strippin'

I got a draco with a choppa
In case a nigga tryna drop us
I be snortin', cannot stop us
In the trap we don't need choppas
Nigga pull up tryna cap us
Then we pull up and we cap you
Drive-by, we attack you
Put you in a body bag spray two uzi mags
MOB, I'm finna tag fuck popo, my ass
No, I never went to class
Fuck school, I'm finna pass
Jump a nigga, do the the dash
The streets my classroom be sure bout that

I stay moving that white stacking them racks
Gotta keep up get them new Jordans
Cause i'm moving that shrimp
I'm just like a pimp
Moving them keys cuz' you know I got ten
And I'm off of the xan off of the Henny
Fuckin' them bitches you know I got plenty
Nigga want beef you know I got twenty five
Rounds in my Glock go pow pow pow
And that nigga bitch cry like wah-wah-wah
Bitch he was a opp, that's why-why-why
Bitch nigga snitch and he
Motherfucking try me
Pull up on his bitch make her go

I got a draco with a choppa
In case a nigga tryna drop us
I be snortin', cannot stop us
In the trap we don't need choppas
Nigga pull up tryna cap us
Then we pull up and we cap you
Drive-by, we attack you
Put you in a body bag spray two uzi mags
MOB, I'm finna tag fuck popo, my ass
No, I never went to class
Fuck school, I'm finna pass
Jump a nigga, do the the dash
The streets my classroom be sure bout that

No nigga, I'm not new
I'm the nigga that taught you
Pull up G, I got you mOB the trap flu
Countin' stacks with my crew
Nigga I don't fuck with you
Smoking on gorilla out the zoo
Yeah I'm puffin hella spicy
Bitch niggas never like me
Pull up with my fade and
Bitch niggas wanna fight me
Straight drip on my Jordans like ice tea
Spray my opps, i'm on they ass with my uzi
Niggas can't step cuz they know
I pack a two-piece bitches say i'm fine cuz
I stay fuckin' drippin'
All I see is bands cuz you know I be pimpin'
Fucked a hoe last night and
You know she was strippin'

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