Listen to Trap Talk (Explicit) song with lyrics from Gucci Mane

Trap Talk (Explicit)

Gucci Mane28 Sep 2010

Trap Talk (Explicit) Lyrics

Trap Talk - Gucci Mane

Started out with blood money

50k in drugs on me

Trush on put thugs on me

Just pulled up in the club homey

We just put my thugs on it

Home boy gettin his mug on

Hey i wanna get my buzz on

F**k around ill put my gloves on

Say no robbin how i eat

B c 32 thats my street

Brick squad runners 10 million deep

Im tryin to sell 10 billion keys

F**k what a b**ch boy say to me

Aka i stay wit me

Mac 99 not far away my dogs

Don't even play wit me

In my apartment 80 a piece

Stack a piece 80 g's

Old skool d**e rider front

Off set shots 73

You say he's a traper pleas

I hang around with a gang of thieves

They prolly charge 200g's

Then sell your a** a sak of leaves

Gucci mane f**k up the sound

Dead drunk like my uncle

Touch my brother dood n i'll cock

And shoot or cut your throat

Gucci mane f**k up the sound

Dead drunk like my uncle

Touch my brother dood n i'll cock

And shoot or cut your throat

My cookers made a 50 pack

I ran strait threw it

Got numbers in my blow spot

My trap house boomin talkin trap talk

 

B**ch i bet up wit me talkin trap talk

 

I'm still in my trap house aka my blow spot

Got some meny chops and glock

No need to keep the door lockd

B**ch i'm talkin trap talk

 

B**ch i bet up wit me talkin trap talk

 

55 white bricks fronted to me

 

23 thous 5hunit a piece

 

357 sit on top of the seats

Plus a air 15 ain't far from my reach

Got a house on flashore sell nothin but dro

 

Apartment on the crest ware

I get all the blow

Went from pan to preformin to a to the show

Now a 26 a shocks sit up unda the rows

A ni**a thing he playin wit me

Betta play wit his noise

Put a hole in his chest

Bout the size of a mole

I gota j that swing my door n

I pay them in coke

I got cookers on my team that snort

And i pay them in coke

 

My cookers made a 50 pack

I ran strait threw it

Got numbers in my blow

Spot my trap house

Is boomin talkin trap talk

 

B**ch i bet up wit me talkin trap talk

 

I'm still in my trap house aka my blow spot

Got some meny chops and glock

No need to keep the door lockd

B**ch i'm talkin trap talk

 

B**ch i bet up wit me talkin trap talk

 

There's not no one in the game

Wit more swagger than this

I can score wit any ho wit

Just the flick of my wrist

Diamonds sittin on my finger

Cost ten brick of the snif

For this matchin cardia 20 bags of tha pills

You can talk n say your sick

But i ain't goin legit

Try n think of the newest

Murder gonna drop him again

 

Flow harder than running water

Tatted up like travis barker

More swag than your baby father

Wrist colder than northan border

 

Lang gonna get you life in oreder

Squares don't get no likin on

Have my goons out back and slot-er

F**k around find you stinkin partner

Thes is diamonds in this b**ch

Look like newvo on my fist

This shits with a twist

So i keep a new b**ch on my D**K

 

My cookers made a 50 pack

I ran strait threw it

Got numbers in my blow spot

My trap house boomin talkin trap talk

 

B**ch i bet up wit me talkin trap talk

 

I'm still in my trap house aka my blow spot

 

Got some meny chops and glock

No need to keep the door lockd

B**ch i'm talkin trap talk

 

 

B**ch i bet up wit me talkin trap talk