Chris Brown - Trappin'Lyrics

I used to trap out the garage Talkin' ounces, had bricks Mr. Get 'em in and move 'em out quick I used to trap out the garage Used to get 'em by the bail 100 packs, I ain't even need a scale I used to trap out the garage Hustle man get the work, hustle man get the cash Take a brick and make it skrrt, that's the fork hittin' glass Used to order from the plug, hop out with the mags Put it all in a bag, I used to trap out the garage These niggas all fake, these niggas all snitch Same nigga in them DMs tryna fuck with your bitch Nigga money makin' Mitch, fast money, make it quick 50,000 on your head, let's see how fast they forget Fuck is you lookin' at with your lookin' ass? Cause we flexin' Not even Google Maps get you over here to this section All of my niggas equipped with them cha-cha-cha, I'm protected Make a move on my chain my nigga, coca takin' your nigga I used to trap out the garage Talkin' ounces, had bricks Mr. Get 'em in and move 'em out quick I used to trap out the garage Used to get 'em by the bail 100 packs, I ain't even need a scale I used to trap out the garage Hustle man get the work, hustle man get the cash Take a brick and make it skrrt, that's the fork hittin' glass Used to order from the plug, hop out with the mags Put it all in a bag, I used to trap out the garage Yo soy el que sale a la esquina Sirviendo manteca techina No soy el que tiene receta pero te cocina Tu sabe' lo' ciego no miran Cadena que miran, que brillan Tu sabe' nosotro' no tenemo' tiempo pa' pagar taquilla Tu sabe' que traigo la nina Si explota te estalla bocinas Tu jeva se pone pa' mí Me gusta pa' tí La mando a la esquina La mando a la esquina Que traiga los chavos Que pague la cuenta Que nosotros domina El rey de la esquina Mira I used to trap out the garage Talkin' ounces, had bricks Mr. Get 'em in and move 'em out quick I used to trap out the garage Used to get 'em by the bail 100 packs, I ain't even need a scale I used to trap out the garage Hustle man get the work, hustle man get the cash Take a brick and make it skrrt, that's the fork hittin' glass Used to order from the plug, hop out with the mags Put it all in a bag, I used to trap out the garage Sorry nigga, I don't speak much, when it's beef, niggas get touched My young niggas shootin' shit Curry but they're more like Horry in the clutch It all started with a quarter, turned that to a Porsche now them Lamb' doors are up Kinda hard to find a room in the crib like a fortress and them Xans catchin' up Used to trap out the garage, sell packs to the stars Was the man with the Act' and a plug for the bars Had the MDMA 'fore they knew what it was Man they kill 'em off of X, I'm a one stop plug Young legend with the mud Outlet and the plug So when they ask me how I got it I used to trap out the garage Talkin' ounces, had bricks Mr. Get 'em in and move 'em out quick I used to trap out the garage Used to get 'em by the bail 100 packs, I ain't even need a scale I used to trap out the garage Hustle man get the work, hustle man get the cash Take a brick and make it skrrt, that's the fork hittin' glass Used to order from the plug, hop out with the mags Put it all in a bag, I used to trap out the garage