Текст песни Redman feat. Kazzie — Trap House

Oh, what is a trap house, oh
What is a trap house, oh (what is a trap house)
What is a trap house?
Let’s go!


My studio is my trap house
I’m generating them out racks of my trap house
Them arms bars i’m writing’ll make you tap out
I-I-I’m killin’ shit, your girl’ll have to wear a black gown, then blow her back out
I get it down my ruber [?] car, my trap house all day i got music on
I can feed your whole block nigga with my food for thought
I can make you trip [?] more cheaper than a uber cars [?]
Recognise I’m the boss
Red-Man i’m a legend
From the era of Makavalle [?]
Straight up & down like six o’clock
You ready or not? I’m after seven
MY DJ is my Trap house
He throw a record on, baby make that ass bounce
MY nephwe Kazzie is rolling in with that half pound
I-I-I play to win, i bet it all to win & then cash out
Then step like a Frat house [?]
Bang
When i’m recording, your eardrums get extorted
Bang
You go report it
Same Shit, different toilet


What is a trap house (What is a trap house)
What is a trap house (So incredible!)
What is a trap house (What is a trap house)
What is a trap house (What is a trap house)
What is a trap house (What is a trap house)
What is a trap house (What is a trap house)
What is a trap house (What is a trap house)
What is a trap house GET EM
Stoner!


Ima Ima crack baby from the trap house
I’m making cooking coke [?] with her ass out
I don’t trust a bitch, she might steal my shit
I had to beat the hoe till her tracks out
Yeah, the lights off but the door works
I was making traps in the blackout
I gotta peep hoe that peep hoes
Closet filled with just kilos
Got a living room with a pole in it
Turned to the trap house into a freak show
I got pure codeine [?] in my trap
Got pills & weed in my trap
Got Triple [?] in my trap
Y’all can’t serve a fiend in my trap
It’s the first of the month got a line on the front of it
If you ain’t buying, can’t come in it
Boy, if you know if you trying, we rumbling
OG Mama is husting [?]
Fish scale, fish scale ooh
We could break the Bricks down
(Redman: Hol’ up, hol’ up, get that nigga out the trap house)
See a pig tail, big twelve knee
More work, bring the cash out
My work good, make a pass out
My big mama keep tripping on me because i turned the crib into a trap house
(Redman: STONER!!!)
We get it in, in my trap
You know we dishing them packs out
So when we go to the trap
You know we taking the back route
Stoner