Trap With No Strap - HoodRich Pablo Juan

What the fuck was you thinking?

Why you do that?

Come to the hood, try to trap with no strap

The young niggas run up, they taking they pack

Come to the hood, try to trap with no strap

They sending them through the front and the back

Call up the plug for the sack

I was only fifteen, 50 rounds on the Mac

First rule I learned: don’t trap with no strap

What the fuck was you thinking?

Why you do that?

Come to the hood, try to trap with no strap

The young niggas run up, they taking they pack

Come to the hood, try to trap with no strap

They sending them through the front and the back

Call up the plug for the sack

I was only fifteen, 50 rounds on the Mac

First rule I learned: don’t trap with no strap

Hanging with junkies, I was breaking down the trap

Trapping millions of dollars like money man Webber

My ese no Griselda he send me the umbrellas

Them chickens, I bust a bag, I fucking bust them down

Gold in the clip with my metal

I keep a fifty on me longway nigga

I trap with a strapped up .30

When you close your eyes

Trapp with no strap, had to teach you a lesson

I keep the stitches on my Smith & Wesson

Answer my door with the pump

Got a hundred round cover on my Tec like I’m playing Tekken

What the fuck was you thinking?

Why you second guessing?

Fuck the police, dont play with me nigga keep it with me

.40 kept me without it

And no pussy niggas often had a

What the fuck was you thinking?

Why you do that?

Come to the hood, try to trap with no strap

The young niggas run up, they taking they pack

Come to the hood, try to trap with no strap

They sending them through the front and the back

up for the

I was only fifteen, 50 rounds on the Mac

First rule I learned: don’t trap with no strap

What the fuck was you thinking?

Why you do that?

Come to the hood, try to trap with no strap

The young niggas run up, they taking they pack

Come to the hood, try to trap with no strap

They sending them through the front and the back

up for the

I was only fifteen, 50 rounds on the Mac

First rule I learned: don’t trap with no strap

Don’t come to the plug when they calling your bluff

Young nigga run, I don’t give a fuck

With that chopper, I’m ready to shoot out

All I’m gonna tell you is, «Hurry up, get it up»

I got junkies that’s robbing for dust

Trap with a strap is a must

I trapped on these niggas, fuck with me

But I gotta keep it, just to remind you I’ll really with it

Don’t trap with the strap at no bus

Just trap with the strap at the gumps

Had to stop by McAfee and say

Had to drop off the sack to my brothers

I just chill

Stealing had other people

Nigga, they shooting on these corners .38

On Candler Road when I trap out the pump

What the fuck was you thinking?

Why you do that?

Come to the hood, try to trap with no strap

The young niggas run up, they taking they pack

Come to the hood, try to trap with no strap

They sending them through the front and the back

up for the

I was only fifteen, 50 rounds on the Mac

First rule I learned: don’t trap with no strap

What the fuck was you thinking?

Why you do that?

Come to the hood, try to trap with no strap

The young niggas run up, they taking they pack

Come to the hood, try to trap with no strap

They sending them through the front and the back

up for the

I was only fifteen, 50 rounds on the Mac

First rule I learned: don’t trap with no strap