Boyz N Da Hood

Boyz N Da Hood - Trap Niggaz lyrics

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[Chorus: Young Jeezy + (Jody Breeze)]

Well they done put you on a track with a well known trap and 

(Hell, I'm well known myself so I might as well trap withcha) 

Shit can get crazy dawg, I hope you brought your strap withcha 

(I'm a cap peelin crack dealer, this ain't just no rap nigga) 

Well they done put you on a track with a well known trap and 

(Hell, I'm well known myself so I might as well trap withcha) 

Shit can get crazy dawg, I hope you brought your strap withcha 

(I'm a cap peelin crack dealer, this ain't just no rap nigga) 



[Jody Breeze + (Young Jeezy)]

Well first of all, I'm that nigga that's moving that work for y'all 

I'm the one you call who got it all, X, dro, par, salt 

I gotta get it now nigga and don't count on cost 

Cause the way I'm feelin nigga, I wanna take it all 

(Fa Real Shawty) What Up Nigga? (Pump your breaks, slow your roll dude) 

What? (If you want the real money, you gotta lose the attitude 

Nigga, what type of shit is you on 

Don't be talkin all god damn reckless on my phone) 

Well I'm just saying though, I'm just telling you what I stand for 

We both grown men so just gimme what I ask for 

I never asked your ass for a half of 

Nothing, cause I already have what they ask for 

(Your mouth too fly dawg, Plus your numbers too high dawg 

So why even try dawg, I'm getting money, you just getting by dawg) 

Whatchu mean nigga? I fuck hoes too 

My niggaz bringing them bummas in truck loads too 

Yea, I ain't but 19 nigga but I'm no joke 

Ain't nann no nigga try to fuck me cause I know coke 

(Believe that bullshit if you wanna 

Word boy, I shot at em and they hotter than a sauna 

And watch your tone, we gonna be heard 

And one more thing, don't ever use that c-word) 

Ay, come on man, I'm from the West Side 

I think you already know that we on it man 

We getting dough boy, we moving blow boy 

And we's hotter than the stove in 94 boy 

(Ay, that might be true 

But I ain't worried bout them, I'm trying to help you 

It ain't about whose damn bread is longest 

It's about who can stay out on these streets the longest 

Ay, cause one slip and you outta here 

Won't be back til them damn Duck Dodgers years) 

I tell you what? Gimme what you think I outta have 

Watch how I have them fiends asking for your autograph 



[Chorus]


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