Trappin' Ain't Dead Songtext
von Taleban Dooda

Ayy, 4-Tray, baby squad
(Helluva, baby)
Yeah

Trappin′ ain't dead, you - scamped out (you - scamped out)
You ain′t ever seen a drum, bring them grams out (bring them grams out)
My lil' brother had that jam, we had to bang him out (we had to bang him out)
Wrecker was cleaner than a - but he a felon now (he a felon now)
We run the city, this is our town (this is our town)
I can't even trust a - can′t let my guard down (guard down)
That boy done finally got a stick, he actin′ hard now (he actin' hard now)
Big bro be watchin′ for the feds, he sellin' hard now (he sellin′ hard now)

And that's fragrant, it′s tragic, but he flied out (flied out)
Lil' Guap smacked him with a stick until he passed out (yeah, passed out)
Now they was funny, tables turned, we get to laughin' now (we get to laughin′ now)
My mama proud, her baby turned into a cash cow (ayy, I′m I'm a cash cow)
Forever throw your fours to the sky (yeah)
I, forever throw them fours ′til I die ('til I die)
Now we can′t tie, I'm runnin′ with my pride (my pride)
And we used to fist fight before we stuntin' iron (stuntin' iron)


I′m sorry, but I can′t tote no Glock, unless a .30 on it (a .30 on it)
Your baby daddy said, "Lemme rock, just get rid of homie" (just get rid of homie)
Four pockets full, on the regular I keep fifty on me (I keep fifty on me)
And none of this - light, real gold, diamonds heavy on me (Yeah, yeah)

Trappin' ain′t dead, you - scamped out (you - scamped out)
You ain't ever seen a drum, bring them grams out (bring them grams out)
My lil′ brother had that jam, we had to bang him out (we had to bang him out)
Wrecker was cleaner than a - but he a felon now (he a felon now)
We run the city, this is our town (this is our town)
I can't even trust a - can′t let my guard down (guard down)
That boy done finally got a stick, he actin' hard now (he actin' hard now)
Big bro be watchin′ for the feds, he sellin′ hard now (he sellin' hard now)

I still be f- with the med bro at the doghouse (Dugg)
If you ain′t yellin', "Free Tim" He ′bout to fall out
Ball out, I'ma hold it down ′til they all out
Made -, I done dumped -, I done saved -
Grave digger
Probably still livin', ain't got pay for ′em (why not?)
Baby girl sell that -, throw some Bape on her (Bape on her)
He ain′t holdin' it down, I just hate ′cause
First hundred got made was off of fake drugs


Young dawg, - sucker, said he made up (how?)
Ten toes, glam on, I'm in a hood
Bad - on her, but she can′t cook
Ayy, I don't know some meaty - I ain′t took (that's right)
Lamb truck, got a truck -, free Reek (skrrt)
Young - turned -, always three deep (yeah)
I can't remember the time where it was free me (me)
The feds ′til I′m dead, - free me

Trappin' ain′t dead, you - scamped out (you - scamped out)
You ain't ever seen a drum, bring them grams out (bring them grams out)
My lil′ brother had that jam, we had to bang him out (we had to bang him out)
Wrecker was cleaner than a - but he a felon now (he a felon now)
We run the city, this is our town (this is our town)
I can't even trust a - can′t let my guard down (guard down)
That boy done finally got a stick, he actin' hard now (he actin' hard now)
Big bro be watchin′ for the feds, he sellin′ hard now (he sellin' hard now)