Lyrics Before Rap - Young Scooter feat. Trouble & OG Boo Dirty
(Chorus)
Way
before
this
rap
shit
I
was
getting
packs
in
All
I
rap
is
trap
shit
Wrap
it
up
and
trap
it,
kid.
Way
before
this
rap
shit
I
was
getting
packs
in
All
I
rap
is
trap
shit
Wrap
it
up
and
trap
it,
kid.
(Verse)
Way
before
this
rap
shit
I
was
known
to
crap
shit
And
that
was
getting
them
packs
in
Me
ally
green
sauce
and
day
was
trapping
in
Was
the
main
that
I
live
for
them
beans
Good
father
gave
me
care
of
them
teens
I'm
with
the
serving
like
I
did
service
for
a
limousine
Comping
them
bunk
and
choppin
But
if
I
tried
to
jack
I
was
dumping
And
I
still
land
with
the
same
fame,
Ain't
shit
changed,
I'm
just
rapping
for
them
Before
this
shit
I
probably
only
win
A
late
four
five
songs
down
Pick
em
all
now,
you
should
have
seen
me
then
I
was
six
feet,
at
edge
to
head
the
beans
Bad
had
a
lack
in
a
home
truck
We
fuck
the
others
at.
(Chorus)
Way
before
this
rap
shit
I
was
getting
packs
in
All
I
rap
is
trap
shit
Wrap
it
up
and
trap
it,
kid.
Way
before
this
rap
shit
I
was
getting
packs
in
All
I
rap
is
trap
shit
Wrap
it
up
and
trap
it,
kid.
(Verse)
Had
money
before
this
rap,
Had
bitches
before
this
rap,
Had
wills
before
this
rap,
I've
been
rich
before
this
rap.
I'm
famous
for
that
sack
Can't
stop
cooking
this
crap
Made
a
mill
out
of
one
scrap,
Jugg
a
mill'
on
one
track.
I
made
it
out
on
songs
And
I
felt
like
I'm
on
a
run
Out
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
wall
Yeah,
I
own
a
pack
full
Everything
I
say
is
real
talk
I
come
talking
to
the
sidewalk.
(Chorus)
Way
before
this
rap
shit
I
was
getting
packs
in
All
I
rap
is
trap
shit
Wrap
it
up
and
trap
it,
kid.
Way
before
this
rap
shit
I
was
getting
packs
in
All
I
rap
is
trap
shit
Wrap
it
up
and
trap
it,
kid.
(Verse)
Way
before
this
rap
shit
I
was
on
some
mob
shit
She
just
trying
to
have
lick
and
I
was
selling
dummy
brings
Won't
you
get
this
trapping,
having
this
since
mid-school
Young
nigger
I
kept
to,
trap
three
and
went
through
It's
still
no
game,
gotta
stand
the
cliff,
Hundred
balls
trying
to
make
a
flip
Run
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
shit
Went
to
trial
to
tail
shit
All
I
know
is
gangsta
shit
Marley
get
murdered,
number
Young
niggers
my
servants
Trapped
out
with
no
gudda
If
you
grab
a
nigger,
I
hurt
you.
Selling
balls
as
you
die
Get
a
piece
of
that
china
white
Way
before
this
rap
shit
I
was
on
some
trap
shit.
(Chorus)
Way
before
this
rap
shit
I
was
getting
packs
in
All
I
rap
is
trap
shit
Wrap
it
up
and
trap
it,
kid.
Way
before
this
rap
shit
I
was
getting
packs
in
All
I
rap
is
trap
shit
Wrap
it
up
and
trap
it,
kid.
Album
Street Lottery
1 Colombia
2 Street Lottery
3 Work
4 Dollar Signs
5 Street Lights
6 Run Ya Bands Up
7 Listen to the Street
8 On It
9 Beautiful Day
10 Made It Threw the Struggle
11 Before Rap
12 Situation
13 Count Up
14 Come Get Ya Hoe
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