Trap Spot

[Hook] I grew up around some trap spots Coming in make sure them doors locked This my spot Try to rob and get shot Them fiends cop Know it's money when them doors knock Stove top, two birds cooked in one pot Red dots, 30 shots and black Glocks The hood hot move a spot to a new spot The same block, different crib with a cash spot I got it late night around half dots [Verse 1: Gino Marley] I grew up around some trap spots Early mornings, late nights wit' it Couldn't sleep I had to fight wit' it In a trap that had mice in it Plug steady price shifting In the kitchen, white whippin' Flipped, it was the right prism Whole team hands on yeah we love cake Can't sit around and wait so we paper chase Wasn't ever given shit so we trap to make And since they ain't givin and we quick to take Taking trips over East, meets by the lake I give him cash he give me bags then we split our ways Trap spot shit bitch I'm in the trap for days I'm in the hood, cash spot just a block away Stay strapped you better play it safe Guard the money with my life so I'm shootin' if you try to take Trap spot shit bitch I'm in the trap for days I guard the money with my life, I shoot you try to take [Verse 2: Fredo Santana] Real street nigga I was born in a trap spot Mixin' dope, baggin' rocks in a trap spot Gino got the Glocks so we don't keep this door locked Gotta watch these faces, some of these niggas be cops Tried to buy work but really taking snapshots I swear I keep a mask on when I'm in the trap spot Try to rob me and I'm giving out face shots The trap still open even when the janks hot Couple months switch houses, I don't do the same spot Eating noodles, cookin' dope, damn in the same pot 1st of the month, holiday if you trappin' hard You gotta be smart and you gotta have heart Keep a gun when it's dark Run up on me let it spark See this trap life shit man you bound to be a felon If you ain't talkin' money you can't fit up in my schedule I let my money talk but put this pistol to yo' temple [Hook] [Verse 3: Ballout] I grew up in a trap house One stove, four pots Cook a whole thing until it turn rock Some prefer it in the microwave, I prefer a pot I'll buy a whole brick nigga I prefer a lot 300 is the team bitch and we run the blocks We'll run up in ya' spot, lay it down, take the blocks I'm doing BD till' I drop Countin' guap, totin' jops From ya' bitch I want top Ridin' around foreign drops Bitch catch me if you can Took with me, you get shot We don't play, you'll get popped I'm out here on the block Niggas lyin' man they not I can't trust em' swear they cops Snitch on me, you get shot Man down, fuck the opps 300 is the mob and we some young trap stars 300, O-Block, we be trappin' nonstop We be gettin' it round' the clock We be all on the block In the store, in a alley, tryin' to get it round' the clock [Hook] [Verse 4: Blood Money] I just went off on my connect Quarter milli off on his neck Flexin' like he won a lottery check Bitch gon' give me respect 7:30 my way or get the tec Kill a nigga for nothin' but the set Northside cat, 2012 vet Exotic packs Red bone wife, red bottoms and all that What's next? Peel a minivan all black Mask up, make sure we all strapped Now we finna limp Lights out, savage you better ramp Cause' when it come to surveillance you a champ We gon' have to vamp Sosa say he got one hell of a camp Give me a molly, a blunt and I'm amp 8 balls going for $150 Straight drop, come fuck with me High speed, super dirty doing 160 Big gun with me, cause' I ain't going back I got a 40, a scale, and 5 zips of crack [Hook]