A Boogie wit da Hoodie
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
The trap can be anything from a neighborhood to a single house (known as a trap house), and is where drugs are cooked and kept, most often crack.
Trap houses are most often old houses with boarded windows with only a single entrance.
[Intro]
Ah
Nigga, this is my trap house
[Chorus]
I work hard for this bando, nigga, this is my trap house
Big gun like I'm Rambo, keep on talking I'ma back out
Look who got the last laugh now, nigga, this is my trap house
Nigga, this is my trap house, nigga, this is my trap house
I work hard for this bando, nigga this is my trap house
Big gun like I'm Rambo, keep on talking I'ma back out
Look who got the last laugh now, nigga, this is my trap house
Nigga, this is my trap house, nigga, this is my trap house
[Verse 1]
When you step into my bando, you gonna have to light a candle
Window open for the damn smoke
Nigga listen to the damn flow
I don’t think they understand though
They want me dead but I can't go
That was all they ever planned for, Louie V with a Kenzo
If you come to my trap house talking crazy I'ma back out
Nike gloves with a mask out, I couldn't wait to try this Mac out
I'ma be up in this trap house, 'til I count up then I pass out
I don't know what's in my stash now, check me out I'm in my bag now
[Chorus]
I work hard for this bando, nigga this is my trap house
Big gun like I'm Rambo, keep on talking, I'ma back out
Look who got the last laugh now, nigga, this is my trap house
Nigga, this is my trap house, nigga, this is my trap house
I work hard for this bando, nigga, this is my trap house
Big gun like I'm Rambo, keep on talking, I'ma back out
Look who got the last laugh now, nigga, this is my trap house
Nigga, this is my trap house, nigga, this is my trap house
[Verse 2]
In the trap house cooking, couple birds all took it
Hunnid grand need rubber bands, nigga understand I'm juggin'
Keep on thinking I'm pussy, ain't a killer don't push me
Got to make enough to bail out
Just in case the police book me
Fifty K up in the trap house, hunnid K up in the stash house
China man for the cash out, run it up 'til I max out
What I say up in this trap house
Better stay up in this trap house
Ate the cheddar, he a rat now
Had to put him in a bag now
[Break]
Ah, had to put him in a bag now
Ah, put him in a bag now
Ah
[Chorus]
I work hard for this bando, nigga, this is my trap house
Big gun like I'm Rambo, keep on talking, I'ma back out
Look who got the last laugh now, nigga, this is my trap house
Nigga, this is my trap house, nigga, this is my trap house
Trap House was written by Vladimir Santana & Junior Garcia & David Osiris Caberea & A Boogie wit da Hoodie.
Trap House was produced by PlugStudiosNYC.
A Boogie wit da Hoodie released Trap House on Sun Feb 14 2016.