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Trap Muzik Lyrics - Trap Muzik - T.i.

This a trap, come on 

This ain't no album 

This ain't no game 

This is trap, trap muzik 

This ain't no album 

This ain't no game 

This is trap, trap muzik 

 

This ain't no album 

This ain't no game 

This is trap, trap muzik 

This ain't no album 

This ain't no game 

This is trap, trap muzik 

 

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This ain't no album 

This ain't no game 

Because its trap, trap muzik 

This ain't no album 

This ain't no game 

This is trap, trap muzik 

 

This ain't no album 

This ain't no game 

This is trap, trap muzik 

 

Welcome back to the trap 

Niggas back in the trap 

Wit another heavy Chevy 

Big dope boys and trap 

 

All you rap niggas role out 

I trap when it's cold out 

Whack niggas flyin' 

But I stay down to I'm sold out 

 

'Cause down a hundred ground 

Like a rapping in a dope house 

Man wherever I be 

The Feds got me scoped out 

 

Motherfucker, let my nuts hang 

Block out the duc canes 

Cook it to the bubbles 

Double fast as a Mustang 

 

I know you think you fuck man 

But little showty tuff man 

Been a long time 

Since a nigg from Atlanta 

Spit this nuts game 

 

That's a very few of real niggas 

So how could they give nigga 

The feelin' that a real nigga 

Would get around a real nigga 

 

All they do is still niggas ideas 

And rhythm wit 'em 

Holla sumthin' similar 

Talkin' 'bout the hood 

 

Like they hung in 'em 

I got a million rhythms 

Want 'em, come get 'em 

What bitch you pussy nigga 

I'm just havin' fun wit 'em 

 

This a trap, c'mon 

This ain't no album 

This ain't no game 

This is trap, trap muzik 

This ain't no album 

This ain't no game 

This is trap, trap muzik 

 

This ain't no album 

This ain't no game 

This is trap, trap muzik 

This ain't no album 

This ain't no game 

This is trap, trap muzik 

 

This ain't no album 

This ain't no game 

Because it's trap, trap muzik 

This ain't no album 

This ain't no game 

This is trap, trap muzik 

 

This ain't no album 

This ain't no game 

This is trap, trap muzik 

 

Still telling niggas 

I ain't wholing, I ain't crolling 

When the 12 hit the corner 

I ain't brolling I ain't rolling 

 

Keep the coat stretch out 

Like Carl Louis Hamstrings 

Stepped on like I'm working 

With the damn thing 

 

Dribble baby ain't seen 

What I do to a ounce of doe 

A whip man on my pager 

Like I pay you folks 

To whip some more 

 

I'm doper than the fluid cellur 

I flip it all up by myself 

I give my niggas recipes 

So, they can turn to sumthin' else 

 

They love to work 

That's why I keep 'em comin' 

Like conlasions plate 

We flip the cake 

We move this shit from Georgia 

Baby state to state 

 

Attemadate, niggas in the city 

Who've been moving weight 

Nobody loosing weight 

They fuck with us 

'Cause you've been known to hate 

 

Demonstrate 

The way we turned the trout 

Out in '98, it started out in '95 

Started out with nicks and dimes 

 

Niggas you done lost your mind 

Thinking you could set up shop 

Pimpin' I respect the game 

Lets take this to another block 

 

This is trap 

This ain't no album 

This ain't no game 

This is trap, trap muzik 

This ain't no album 

This ain't no game 

This is trap, trap muzik 

 

This ain't no album 

This ain't no game 

This is trap, trap muzik 

This ain't no album 

This ain't no game 

This is trap, trap muzik 

 

This ain't no album 

This ain't no game 

This is trap, trap muzik 

This ain't no album 

This ain't no game 

This is trap, trap muzik 

 

This ain't no album 

This ain't no game 

This is trap, trap muzik 

 

Pimp squad, showty still in the trap 

When I spot a scene hot 

With the man name Jon 

And the collad green pot 

 

On a lot of straight hen 

And a lot of green pot 

Competition in a range 

Like he gotta be stop 

 

Well, maybe I will be 

But probably not, oh 

What the blood cloak 

You try to knock 'em out 

 

And he sock 

Listen to me, I'm serious 

Thinkin' how did he not 

End up way up, on the top of Detroit 

 

If come where I was 

See, you gotta be pop 

And if you really want to pop 

And I rather be dropped 

 

Listen pops, want to know 

A little more about rap? 

First rule this is real 

It ain't just a record deal, it's a trap 

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