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Mo Khash - Trap Prince Lyrics



Mo Khash - Trap Prince Lyrics




I f*ck with a lot of the homies
But nah bro i dont gang bang
But if a nigga gone ride for me
Trust me bro ill do the same thang

I b dolo out in these streets
Unless you counting that thang thang
Cause if a nigga try to demo me
Im gone push start and let it bang bang

Niggas gotta show me what they rapping
Cause to me dog they all snap backing
Got to get my pop corn and soda
And start watching how these niggas acting

Because to me dog this aint rapping
I can make a phone call and get packs in
If my nigga cant bring it to me
Then f*ck it dog ill go grab it then

I aint got no trap house nigga
I b jamming where ever you see me
Pull up ill hit you with a sub right now
And u cant bounce back to your city

Nigga i done moved packs from NB
VA an out in CT
Aye ill double back for the hundred nigga
But you better be outside to meet me

Man this strip to hot
This where my man got raided by the dt's
You gone have to find a new spot
And start doing ya shit discreetly

Im gone have to loop around the block
Cause all these niggas can see me
Phene try to short me on a buy Ahh
Im gone get him next time that he see me

This aint high school my nigga
But ill still take you to class
Tell you this aint halloween little nigga
Right before i take off your mask

Man these niggas think that they know me
But i aint the same nigga from the past
I dont want to rap with none of yall niggas
If the track aint about this cash

I like to move n the lane you go fast nigga
Choke my bitch when i smash nigga
Side ways when i blast nigga
Got the shit with straight cash nigga

I dont give a f*ck about the place
Long as i aint in last nigga
Cant do nothing with a eigth
I got to smoke atleast a half nigga

I got gotti blunts with the sour runtz
Smoking straight to the mask nigga
My pieces hitting like number ones
So i dont need no collabs nigga

I be out here 2 the face time
Yall b trickin off But i stack mine
U had to hold something to get on
But i took it like two from the baseline

Im gone bag a little boo
And get the face time
Take her back to the room
Like she left mine

Then its back to the work
Like it was break time
Puttin grams on the clock
Call it break time

You looking cute on the block
You a straight line
Niggas cant be crook
Cuz they straight line

Im gone shoot if you zig zag
Or you straight line
You dont gotta rob me
You can take nine

Call me Khash
Cause i stay about the goo-wop
You niggas ass
So you need to take a squ-wat

A lot of drama
So a nigga have to move spots
Niggas aint doing shit
I aint authorize

Niggas get knocked off
And the first thing they do is rat
Gotta stay ready for a drill
Cause these niggas like to run wit a pack

Better watch your bitch
Cuz she might wanna tap ya bag
Gotta watch ya nigga to
Cause he might want you down doing bad

Gotta watch out for these fronting niggas
Cause they like to move beside you
Gotta watch out for these grimey niggas
Cause they like to move behind you

Im a street nigga so
I Know a lot of dips and cuts
I aint got no friends bro
Just a whole lotta plugs in cuts

I dont ride around benz bro
I got a chevy all tinted up
Ill treat this pack like a rap nigga Patek dog
And ill bust it all up

Nigga i aint never been no bitch
Nigga i aint scared of nobody
If a nigga make me go grab the stick
Then i gotta catch me a body

To me dog you a little bitch
And i dont know why you want to try me
Nigga i aint scared to do a little bid
Im gone lay up and get ahkie

Nigga all my plugs and chops
Probably love me more then my fam
This is real rap no cap
Probably ran em bout a hundred bands

Nigga my chops be up with no naps
Guess they cant seem to ever land
Nigga Im a trap prince straight facts
Ill flip anything in my hands nigga..
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I f*ck with a lot of the homies
But nah bro i dont gang bang
But if a nigga gone ride for me
Trust me bro ill do the same thang

I b dolo out in these streets
Unless you counting that thang thang
Cause if a nigga try to demo me
Im gone push start and let it bang bang

Niggas gotta show me what they rapping
Cause to me dog they all snap backing
Got to get my pop corn and soda
And start watching how these niggas acting

Because to me dog this aint rapping
I can make a phone call and get packs in
If my nigga cant bring it to me
Then f*ck it dog ill go grab it then

I aint got no trap house nigga
I b jamming where ever you see me
Pull up ill hit you with a sub right now
And u cant bounce back to your city

Nigga i done moved packs from NB
VA an out in CT
Aye ill double back for the hundred nigga
But you better be outside to meet me

Man this strip to hot
This where my man got raided by the dt's
You gone have to find a new spot
And start doing ya shit discreetly

Im gone have to loop around the block
Cause all these niggas can see me
Phene try to short me on a buy Ahh
Im gone get him next time that he see me

This aint high school my nigga
But ill still take you to class
Tell you this aint halloween little nigga
Right before i take off your mask

Man these niggas think that they know me
But i aint the same nigga from the past
I dont want to rap with none of yall niggas
If the track aint about this cash

I like to move n the lane you go fast nigga
Choke my bitch when i smash nigga
Side ways when i blast nigga
Got the shit with straight cash nigga

I dont give a f*ck about the place
Long as i aint in last nigga
Cant do nothing with a eigth
I got to smoke atleast a half nigga

I got gotti blunts with the sour runtz
Smoking straight to the mask nigga
My pieces hitting like number ones
So i dont need no collabs nigga

I be out here 2 the face time
Yall b trickin off But i stack mine
U had to hold something to get on
But i took it like two from the baseline

Im gone bag a little boo
And get the face time
Take her back to the room
Like she left mine

Then its back to the work
Like it was break time
Puttin grams on the clock
Call it break time

You looking cute on the block
You a straight line
Niggas cant be crook
Cuz they straight line

Im gone shoot if you zig zag
Or you straight line
You dont gotta rob me
You can take nine

Call me Khash
Cause i stay about the goo-wop
You niggas ass
So you need to take a squ-wat

A lot of drama
So a nigga have to move spots
Niggas aint doing shit
I aint authorize

Niggas get knocked off
And the first thing they do is rat
Gotta stay ready for a drill
Cause these niggas like to run wit a pack

Better watch your bitch
Cuz she might wanna tap ya bag
Gotta watch ya nigga to
Cause he might want you down doing bad

Gotta watch out for these fronting niggas
Cause they like to move beside you
Gotta watch out for these grimey niggas
Cause they like to move behind you

Im a street nigga so
I Know a lot of dips and cuts
I aint got no friends bro
Just a whole lotta plugs in cuts

I dont ride around benz bro
I got a chevy all tinted up
Ill treat this pack like a rap nigga Patek dog
And ill bust it all up

Nigga i aint never been no bitch
Nigga i aint scared of nobody
If a nigga make me go grab the stick
Then i gotta catch me a body

To me dog you a little bitch
And i dont know why you want to try me
Nigga i aint scared to do a little bid
Im gone lay up and get ahkie

Nigga all my plugs and chops
Probably love me more then my fam
This is real rap no cap
Probably ran em bout a hundred bands

Nigga my chops be up with no naps
Guess they cant seem to ever land
Nigga Im a trap prince straight facts
Ill flip anything in my hands nigga..
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Writer: James Anderson
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Performed By: Mo Khash
Language: English
Length: 4:03
Written by: James Anderson

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