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  • I used to stand on the corner with that Enyce Velour
    I told these ******* we Kings like homie C-Webb, four
    So now I live by the sword, keep the Techs lock my door
    Back in Two-Thousand-Uno we catching homis for sure
    Mercedes CL sixes, make your wifey my misses
    Get a cigarette & condom after cleaning my dishes
    I said "Mi nombre es Bodega" she said "I know like the store"
    I said "I rap like Toronto" she told me "Start up a tour"
    I use the ki's to get money now I'm kickin' down doors
    A drug dealing Robin Hood, my Civic touching the floor
    Your ***** ridin' my stick, so hard she blew my exhaust
    I made it flip like '96 Olympics Dominique Dawes
    Congrats to the fools that said I would not make it
    Never get a shot so Papi had to take it
    Many way might end I was patiently waiting
    Listening to Cam, Big L, Pastor Hastings
    A$AP Mob with the Tan Boy nation
    Run New-York, who the **** is you racing ?
    Never stay stagnant, back & forth pacing
    Eastburgh tree, tree, tree, my faaavorite
    Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets
    Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat
    Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets
    Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat
    Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets
    Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat
    Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets
    Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat
    Line 'em up, take 'em down
    Two bad ******* on my couch
    Sippin on the Henny make a ***** go oh
    Had a little *** but I really want mouth
    You know me, Young Trap Lord
    White gold teeth you can't afford
    Margiela so **** the floor
    Tote that **** a ***** gon' fall
    Homie wake up when he hear that four
    Get sprayed up like his cologne
    Won't let up when I pick that chrome
    I can see his chromosome
    With the smell of yo guts outside of your home
    Within a couple of months your body got swolled
    With couple of bugs coming out of your nose
    ***** who did it ? Nobody done know
    Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets
    Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat
    Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets
    Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat
    Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets
    Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat
    Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets
    Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat
  • [00:02.05]I used to stand on the corner with that Enyce Velour
    [00:06.08]I told these ******* we Kings like homie C-Webb, four
    [00:09.37]So now I live by the sword, keep the Techs lock my door
    [00:13.11]Back in Two-Thousand-Uno we catching homis for sure
    [00:16.46]Mercedes CL sixes, make your wifey my misses
    [00:20.10]Get a cigarette & condom after cleaning my dishes
    [00:23.45]I said "Mi nombre es Bodega" she said "I know like the store"
    [00:26.69]I said "I rap like Toronto" she told me "Start up a tour"
    [00:30.19]I use the ki's to get money now I'm kickin' down doors
    [00:34.03]A drug dealing Robin Hood, my Civic touching the floor
    [00:37.38]Your ***** ridin' my stick, so hard she blew my exhaust
    [00:40.47]I made it flip like '96 Olympics Dominique Dawes
    [00:44.22]Congrats to the fools that said I would not make it
    [00:46.17]Never get a shot so Papi had to take it
    [00:47.67]Many way might end I was patiently waiting
    [00:49.17]Listening to Cam, Big L, Pastor Hastings
    [00:51.37]A$AP Mob with the Tan Boy nation
    [00:53.22]Run New-York, who the **** is you racing ?
    [00:54.51]Never stay stagnant, back & forth pacing
    [00:56.71]Eastburgh tree, tree, tree, my faaavorite
    [00:58.41]Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets
    [01:02.10]Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat
    [01:05.92]Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets
    [01:09.43]Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat
    [01:12.87]Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets
    [01:16.17]Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat
    [01:19.83]Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets
    [01:23.28]Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat
    [01:26.82]Line 'em up, take 'em down
    [01:28.21]Two bad ******* on my couch
    [01:29.81]Sippin on the Henny make a ***** go oh
    [01:31.61]Had a little *** but I really want mouth
    [01:33.36]You know me, Young Trap Lord
    [01:35.16]White gold teeth you can't afford
    [01:36.80]Margiela so **** the floor
    [01:38.40]Tote that **** a ***** gon' fall
    [01:40.25]Homie wake up when he hear that four
    [01:42.01]Get sprayed up like his cologne
    [01:43.70]Won't let up when I pick that chrome
    [01:45.45]I can see his chromosome
    [01:47.14]With the smell of yo guts outside of your home
    [01:48.88]Within a couple of months your body got swolled
    [01:50.58]With couple of bugs coming out of your nose
    [01:52.48]***** who did it ? Nobody done know
    [01:55.02]Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets
    [01:58.16]Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat
    [02:01.50]Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets
    [02:04.84]Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat
    [02:08.49]Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets
    [02:11.84]Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat
    [02:15.38]Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets
    [02:18.78]Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat