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{"id":141523,"created_at":"2020-05-30 09:11:06","updated_at":"2021-04-08 18:53:19","deleted_at":null,"published_at":"2020-05-30 09:11:06","original_id":null,"artist_id":11505,"title":"02. Word To Trap","slug":"02-word-to-trap","status":"published","description":null,"album_id":null,"streets":1,"source_type":"s3","source":"file","lyrics":"Hook:\r\nHeard u got a bew bitch now u trynna flex, bars be in abundance like I work for feds, but I'm never snitching I ain't call the feds, coz if u fxck with me I pull the gragagaga u dead\r\n\r\nVerse 1:\r\nNiggas say my name, but they be scared, like I'm voldemort, they know when I come, its like my dick inside their fucking lives, heard u fucking with the old school sound but I got the juice that's word to trap and I need no features now, I go solo in these bars like I was Forest Hills Drive, and I bet u niggas got to hate coz u see potential, how u come around my crew expecting not to get smoked, and by my crew I mean myself when I throw these gang signs up, yous a bitch u got an army coz u cowardly as fuck, but then u still think u got courage, like that cowardly schmuck, now a nigga going realer like the planet of apes, but I got u all up in ur feelings like that record of Drake, why u hating please?? I ain't even getting cheese, man yous a bitch bitch, you always whining like a snitch nigga that's paranoid, paint the picture no polaroid, got me feeling like an android, but I ain't trynna be on no tabloids, these bad boys, need no toys, all u niggas is softcore, u king of rap and that's folklore, I run the game and its only time that my radio play will get encore, bout to go on my 1st tour, moving up from the ground floor, run ur mouth like its a marathon but we all know what u lying for...","download_count":84,"play_count":1,"restrict_download":0,"generated_thumbnail":null,"flag_count":0,"download_count_24":1,"download_count_24_at":"2021-04-08","reupload_sent":0,"thumb_path":"https:\/\/s3.eu-central-1.amazonaws.com\/sol-assets\/uploads\/public\/5ed\/206\/f4e\/thumb_424564_300_300_0_0_crop.jpg","status_reason":"published","status_reason_alt":null,"tags":[]}

Song Lyrics:

Hook: Heard u got a bew bitch now u trynna flex, bars be in abundance like I work for feds, but I'm never snitching I ain't call the feds, coz if u fxck with me I pull the gragagaga u dead Verse 1: Niggas say my name, but they be scared, like I'm voldemort, they know when I come, its like my dick inside their fucking lives, heard u fucking with the old school sound but I got the juice that's word to trap and I need no features now, I go solo in these bars like I was Forest Hills Drive, and I bet u niggas got to hate coz u see potential, how u come around my crew expecting not to get smoked, and by my crew I mean myself when I throw these gang signs up, yous a bitch u got an army coz u cowardly as fuck, but then u still think u got courage, like that cowardly schmuck, now a nigga going realer like the planet of apes, but I got u all up in ur feelings like that record of Drake, why u hating please?? I ain't even getting cheese, man yous a bitch bitch, you always whining like a snitch nigga that's paranoid, paint the picture no polaroid, got me feeling like an android, but I ain't trynna be on no tabloids, these bad boys, need no toys, all u niggas is softcore, u king of rap and that's folklore, I run the game and its only time that my radio play will get encore, bout to go on my 1st tour, moving up from the ground floor, run ur mouth like its a marathon but we all know what u lying for...

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