Young Scooter - Before Rap Lyrics
(Chorus)Way before this rap shitI was getting packs inAll I rap is trap shitWrap it up and trap it, kid.Way before this rap shitI was getting packs inAll I rap is trap shitWrap it up and trap it, kid.(Verse)Way before this rap shitI was known to crap shitAnd that was getting them packs inMe ally green sauce and day was trapping inWas the main that I live for them beansGood father gave me care of them teensI’m with the serving like I did service for a limousineComping them bunk and choppinBut if I tried to jack I was dumpingAnd I still land with the same fame,Ain’t shit changed, I’m just rapping for themBefore this shit I probably only winA late four five songs downPick em all now, you should have seen me thenI was six feet, at edge to head the beansBad had a lack in a home truckWe ***** the others at.(Chorus)Way before this rap shitI was getting packs inAll I rap is trap shitWrap it up and trap it, kid.Way before this rap shitI was getting packs inAll I rap is trap shitWrap it up and trap it, kid.(Verse)Had money before this rap,Had *****es before this rap,Had wills before this rap,I’ve been rich before this rap.I’m famous for that sackCan’t stop cooking this crapMade a mill out of one scrap,Jugg a mill’ on one track.I made it out on songsAnd I felt like I’m on a runOut in myth is where I stand,I’m on you, no scrap.And I never let my bank full, I walk around with racks,Imma fly this, imma camp here, my judge let me that.Cause all I do is money wallYeah, I own a pack fullEverything I say is real talkI come talking to the sidewalk.(Chorus)Way before this rap shitI was getting packs inAll I rap is trap shitWrap it up and trap it, kid.Way before this rap shitI was getting packs inAll I rap is trap shitWrap it up and trap it, kid.(Verse)Way before this rap shit I was on some mob shitShe just trying to have lick and I was selling dummy bringsWon’t you get this trapping, having this since mid-schoolYoung nigger I kept to, trap three and went throughIt’s still no game, gotta stand the cliff,Hundred balls trying to make a flipRun through it and get dumped to it,Three hundred dollar up in here, do it.Way before this rap shit,You can check my rap shitWent to trial to tail shitAll I know is gangsta shitMarley get murdered, numberYoung niggers my servantsTrapped out with no guddaIf you grab a nigger, I hurt you.Selling balls as you dieGet a piece of that china whiteWay before this rap shitI was on some trap shit.(Chorus)Way before this rap shitI was getting packs inAll I rap is trap shitWrap it up and trap it, kid.Way before this rap shitI was getting packs inAll I rap is trap shitWrap it up and trap it, kid.
