Lyrics 10 Ranaz - Na$eer

This trap shit on Choke Hoe
Boomin

Ay Cuh
Pass me that Roc LOC

Cheki
HOOD$TA

I pop a pack,still got like 6 blunts
We getting laced up,trap inna lex
Back in the trap,hit up the trap phone
Ma killas mask up,fill you with lead

I pop a pack,still got like 6 blunts
We getting laced up,trap inna lex
Back in the trap,hit up the trap phone
Ma killas mask up,fill you with lead

I got ranaz movin' product
Sit and let ma doh stack
I got shootas every caana
Send em where you hang at
Square package am the connect
And em kilos show dat
Can't slip moving like the Mafia
Gotta squad of bangers

I got ranaz movin' product
Sit and let ma doh stack
I got shootas every caana
Send em where you hang at
Square package am the connect
And em kilos show dat
Can't slip moving like the Mafia
Gotta squad of bangers

Lil shawry top of the Range; keepin' me focusing on E-vogue
All em lil niggas deranged; It's only pain these bitches evoke; huh!
All you bitch want is to binge
Catch me trapping at the $tove
Trap nigga out on parole
Broken pyrex and siringes
Roaches 'festing the fridge, (yeah)
Cross and burn down the bridge
Tryna feel that droptop breeze
In the latest drip
Cop a brand new blicky
Weed sticky
Am all in ma biz
All about P's
Can't hang wit yoh bitch
G shock on ma wrist
Lil Flacco and Meech
Holy Jesus piece
You know what i mean?

I got a glock and he's gotta a glock
Bet all of them showin'
Them niggas provoked, this thing ain't a joke
Aint nobody playin'
These niggas around but they ain't around
You know what am sayin'
You in and you out, don't trap by the house
You know what am sayin'

I got ranaz movin' product
Sit and let ma doh stack
I got shootas every caana
Send em where you hang at
Square package am the connect
And em kilos show dat
Can't slip moving like the Mafia
Gotta squad of bangers

I got ranaz movin' product
Sit and let ma doh stack
I got shootas every caana
Send em where you hang at
Square package am the connect
And em kilos show dat
Can't slip moving like the Mafia
Gotta squad of bangers

Send ma lil nigga to spin in yo block
Empty the clip and reload
He pop a pill as we hittin' the U; (Pill)
Thug nigga got out on parole
F issa rap sheet, right bacc to wrap shit
His shoulda fulla stripes
Bricks in the baccseat still wrapped in plastic
No time foolery
Straps in duffle life is a gumble
You gotta roll the dice
Baguets on ma rollie (like)
Am all about Flashin' lights
Been movin' that D at night
On corners you prolly catch a fright
Am talkin' whollotta freight
Am not afraid

I pull up packed, we got like six gats
We getting laced up
Back to the trap