Gino Marley - Trapspot Lyrics
feat. Ballout, Blood Money & Fredo Santana[Hook]I grew up around some trap spotsComing in make sure them doors lockedThis my spotTry to rob and get shotThem fiends copKnow it's money when them doors knockStove top, two birds cooked in one potRed dots, 30 shots and black GlocksThe hood hot move a spot to a new spotThe same block, different crib with a cash spotI got it late night around half dots[Verse 1: Gino Marley]I grew up around some trap spotsEarly mornings, late nights wit' itCouldn't sleep I had to fight wit' itIn a trap that had mice in itPlug steady price shiftingIn the kitchen, white whippin'Flipped, it was the right prismWhole team hands on yeah we love cakeCan't sit around and wait so we paper chaseWasn't ever given shit so we trap to makeAnd since they ain't givin and we quick to takeTaking trips over East, meets by the lakeI give him cash he give me bags then we split our waysTrap spot shit ***** I'm in the trap for daysI'm in the hood, cash spot just a block awayStay strapped you better play it safeGuard the money with my life so I'm shootin' if you try to takeTrap spot shit ***** I'm in the trap for daysI guard the money with my life, I shoot you try to take[Verse 2: Fredo Santana]Real street nigga I was born in a trap spotMixin' dope, baggin' rocks in a trap spotGino got the Glocks so we don't keep this door lockedGotta watch these faces, some of these niggas be copsTried to buy work but really taking snapshotsI swear I keep a mask on when I'm in the trap spotTry to rob me and I'm giving out face shotsThe trap still open even when the janks hotCouple months switch houses, I don't do the same spotEating noodles, cookin' dope, damn in the same pot1st of the month, holiday if you trappin' hardYou gotta be smart and you gotta have heartKeep a gun when it's darkRun up on me let it sparkSee this trap life shit man you bound to be a felonIf you ain't talkin' money you can't fit up in my scheduleI let my money talk but put this pistol to yo' temple[Hook][Verse 3: Ballout]I grew up in a trap houseOne stove, four potsCook a whole thing until it turn rockSome prefer it in the microwave, I prefer a potI'll buy a whole brick nigga I prefer a lot300 is the team ***** and we run the blocksWe'll run up in ya' spot, lay it down, take the blocksI'm doing BD till' I dropCountin' guap, totin' jopsFrom ya' ***** I want topRidin' around foreign drops***** catch me if you canTook with me, you get shotWe don't play, you'll get poppedI'm out here on the blockNiggas lyin' man they notI can't trust em' swear they copsSnitch on me, you get shotMan down, ***** the opps300 is the mob and we some young trap stars300, O-Block, we be trappin' nonstopWe be gettin' it round' the clockWe be all on the blockIn the store, in a alley, tryin' to get it round' the clock[Hook][Verse 4: Blood Money]I just went off on my connectQuarter milli off on his neckFlexin' like he won a lottery check***** gon' give me respect7:30 my way or get the tecKill a nigga for nothin' but the setNorthside cat, 2012 vetExotic petsRed bone wife, red bottoms and all thatWhat's next?Peel a minivan all blackMask up, make sure we all strappedNow we finna limpLights out, savage you better rampCause' when it come to surveillance you a champWe gon' have to vampSosa say he got one hell of a campGive me a molly, a blunt and I'm amp8 balls going for $150Straight drop, come ***** with meHigh speed, super dirty doing 160Big gun with me, cause' I ain't going backI got a 40, a scale, and 5 zips of crack[Hook]
