Country Rap Tunes

[ Verse: Trapperman Dale]
[?]
It's a box on the way
I can get it today
[?]
If it don't Michael Phelps then don't talk to me
Watch how they come for that hundred of reggie
N***** still mad bout that hundred he missing
I stood on the same block where [?] would hit

[Verse: Don Trip]

My lady said I ain't been home in a minute
Some bitch called me broke when I was a teen and that hurt all my feelings
Me and these rappers ain't nothing alike in other words none of my cars is rented
Fly
Tell 'em bout the birds and the bees and the fact these n***** not fuckin with me
My lady thick as a bucket of grеase, I tell her sweet drеams then fuck her to sleep
My pockets thicker than government cheese
My sister a crook and my brother a thief
My momma a pimp and my daddy a simp
That's how it be when you come from the streets
You better pray if you coming for me
Sorry, but I don't do nothing for free
War is expensive, fuck do you mean?
Where I come from, costs money to beef
Yeah
I got the slug in reach
Shooting like I got a buzzer to beat
My fiftys is red, my hundreds is blue
My paper look like it's a coloring sheet
Hoe keep it moving ain't nothing to see
It's paperview I should double the fee
Feel like a motha fuckin werewolf
Trapperman Dale said "Craig, you becoming a beast"
Wait
Still got the key in pajamas
Gwen Stefani never seen this many bananas
Oh my lord I feel like Thor
No matter what ima fly with the hammer
I'm the same guy when they turn on the camera
I never did quite learn how to act
I know some hitters in fact
They keep on a mask, they never did get vaxed
Let's get back to the dough
Paranoid so I can't sit with my back to the door
And I just happen to know
Some n***** that ain't reindeer but they dash in the snow
I grab my hat and my coat
Don't know bout you, but I can't be happy and broke
N***** been rolling up swishers their whole life, fuck n**** still can't handle the smoke
[?] shit all i know
Met my wife then traded in all my hoes
Still getting all this money
I ain't stopped grindin' since that petty bitch called me broke
I miss my bro
Piff right under the fire like five below
I keep that heat and I'm willing to spin and spin and spin like I'm drying my clothes
Yeah
Spin and spin and spin like I'm drying my, ah
I keep that heat and I'm willing to spin and spin and spin like I'm drying my

Long Live Piff