Trappin’ Till I Die lyrics

by

T.I.


[Intro: Eastside Jody]
Whoa
I can’t even lie
Trappin till I die
Cooking up a pot
Trappin till I die
Run about that life
n*gga don’t hear me [?]

[Chorus: Eastside Jody]
Baking soda, Cocoa Cola
I can’t even lie
Power pots and clothes hanger
Cooking up a pot
Trappin till I die
Trappin till I die
Trappin till I die
Trappin till I die
Razzle dad, dog food
We got China rock
Why you wanted five of these
Get a cheap price
Trappin till I die
Trappin till I die
Trappin till I die
Trappin till I die
[Verse1: Eastside Jody]
Why you wanted five of these get a cheap price
n*gga jacket tan yeah we got China rock
A lot of gas for a bag charging 35
Meet me in the jungle n*gga ride or don’t survive
Judge gave me 25 tried to take my life
I just hit the streets finna take flight
Put me in that dope hole I know how to grind
Yay’s seen my dough and they coming all night
Your girl gave me throat had me c*min all night
Power pots and baking soda trappin till I die
We used to be so broke mama [?]
Got you out them ‘parments and I went and bought you a house
Chapo got them bricks but i started with a house
Ain’t no pen bout that paper we gon’ have sh*t out
Chapo got them bricks but i started with a house
Ain’t no pen about that paper we gon’ air you out

[Chorus: Eastside Jody]
Baking soda, Cocoa Cola
I can’t even lie
Power pots and clothes hanger
Cooking up a pot
Trappin till I die
Trappin till I die
Trappin till I die
Trappin till I die
Razzle dad, dog food
We got China rock
Why you wanted five of these
Get a cheap price
Trappin till I die
Trappin till I die
Trappin till I die
Trappin till I die
[Verse2: Eldorado Red]
Trappin till I die we want them dead presidents
Two million at the condo hid in Fed evidence
Catch me in the kitchen with the b*tch in the chicken
Selling all these white girls got their cocaine out here tricking
n*gga f*ck that b*tch aye we getting it where I’m from
We selling bags of gas and moving swag where I’m from
Riding with them bangers we real f*cking gangsters
Rado been like Musa so we put Wolf on retainer
Trapping all day since I been running hallways
Came a long way from catching them eight ball plays
See the streets and paved barns I’m a mothef*cking don
f*ck all them n*ggas rest in peace my n*gga Mark

[Chorus: Eastside Jody]
Baking soda, Cocoa Cola
I can’t even lie
Power pots and clothes hanger
Cooking up a pot
Trappin till I die
Trappin till I die
Trappin till I die
Trappin till I die
Razzle dad, dog food
We got China rock
Why you wanted five of these
Get a cheap price
Trappin till I die
Trappin till I die
Trappin till I die
Trappin till I die
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