Nigga
Ima Trappa Turnt Rappa
People Ask Me What Happen
My Nigga Ima Trappa Turnt Rappa
Pull Up On Ya Block Im Cappin
My Nigga Ima Trappa Turnt Rappa
People Ask Me What Happen
Ima Trappa Turnt Rappa
People Ask Me What Happen
R.J.S (1)
My Nigga Ima Trappa Turnt Rappa
Pull Up On Ya Block Pussy Wats Hannen
I Was Sellin Drugs Just Like Richard Porter
I Got Bitches And They Comin Cross The Boarda
I Was In The Kitchen Gettin 2 Fuh 5
Now Im In The Concert Everybody Live
In The Trap Couldn't Bye Me No Sneaka
Now I Got Airforce 1s and Adidas
Me and Ca Nate Man We Workin For The Million
Just Like Lil Wayne I Aint Got No Ceilin
Just Like Drizzy Man Im So Far Gone
Still Trappin Off My iPhone
(Hook)
Ca Nate (2)
She Wanna Be My Queen Becuase My Pockets Obese
They Wanna Be Just Like Me
Handsome Fresh and Clean
Ridin Through The City and You Kow I Got My Piece
All The Freaky Bitches Come Get Freaky With Me
(With A G)
Bunkin, Bunkin, Bunkin, Bunkin
On These Streets
Man Im Tired Of All These Niggas Who Just Tryna Hate On Me
Im Just Tryna Make A Milli They Got Nuthin On Me
Money Power Respect
I Live By Those Three
Bumpin Music In The Trap
After 2 aint K.O Yet
Smokin Strong
All Night Long
Diamond Gang We Hold It Down
Texas to Miami
New York To Atlanta
Black Diamond Gang We Some Trappa Turnt Rappers

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