Joey Trap

Surgeon
Hahaha Ahh Ahhh Grown nigga, you see the pole glisten I'm from that hole with it I know niggas and you ain't roll with us You never sold missiles But we was out here workin' while you niggas out here watchin' Told her I'ma surgeon, now yo' bitch is out here stalking Aye huh I know the feds listen I think the meds kickin' in He want smoke and now yo' man missin' It's been with bands picking up All them bricks and all them grams in it They in my hands chilling and I still feel like I'm the damn realest I know that you know that, he know that, we know I'ma doctor I'm Tim like Tebo or Debo, bitch, money made a monster Show you 'bout this automatic weapon we call "choppa" It take a half a minute, within seconds you get mopped up It's surgery, been used to burglary I know you heard of me, this perjury Too hot like mercury, this ain't no nursery Got bad bitches shaking ass with racks up on the table SongtexteMad niggas actin' like they lit, but get disabled Fuck rap, we don't do gimmick, not no fable Love taps, they ain't even killin' shit, we stable I run maps, you was playin' games and watchin' cable, uh How you switch up on your brother? Cane and Able, uh I been hustlin' for good, I'm out here grateful, uh Boy, don't make me put it in ya shawty nasal, uh I know the feds listen I think the meds kickin' in He want smoke and now yo' man missin' It's been with bands picking up All them bricks and all them grams in it They in my hands chilling and I still feel like I'm the damn realest, uh Ayy, 'cause nigga she call me her doctor Drive a blue Benz with the top up, a monster You was acting thuggin' 'til I popped up, who shot ya? Mind ya business and live it 'fore my nigga drop ya I been chillin' and smokin', livin' like a Rasta You is an imposter Ahh Ahh Ahh She know, nigga, I'ma doctor Aus Songtexte Mania