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[Chorus:]
First to tell you muthafucka, “Trap or die!” that's me OK?
Mister Whip-a-Knot-and-Get-a-Half-o'pie, that me, OK?
Mister If-I'm-Talkin-You-Should-Listen-Game-Is-Free, OK?
Mister Got-Two-Whole-Ones & Two-Half-One, that's three, OK?
Leave up outta here with two bad ones, yeah, that's me, OK?
Mister Rein-Up-with-Bout-Two-Phantoms, yeah, that's me, OK?
On that Avión to the head, head by me, OK?
Never put a bitch before my bread, hate on me, OK?

[Verse 1:]
I'm a fool on that Avión, Snow be on that liquor,
Approach me if you want to, I will smoke you like a Swisha.
You know my game tizight, you know that's off tizzop,
Presidential Day-Date, lookin like two blocks.
Chain on 2Pac when he was on Death Row,
All black Glizzock, that 40 say, ‘Leggo!'
All my niggas is bout it, all my bitches is wit' it,
One call, that's all, choppers pay him a visit.
Real nigga, fo sho, got a fetish for dough,
34 a unit, nine hundred a O,
Break ‘em down into zips, that's a hell of a flip,
Had ‘em, now they gone, guess who takin a trip?

[Chorus:]
First to tell you muthafucka, “Trap or die!” that's me OK?
Mister Whip-a-Knot-and-Get-a-Half-o'pie, that me, OK?
Mister If-I'm-Talkin-You-Should-Listen-Game-Is-Free, OK?
Mister Got-Two-Whole-Ones & Two-Half-One, that's three, OK?
Leave up outta here with two bad ones, yeah, that's me, OK?
Mister Rein-Up-with-Bout-Two-Phantoms, yeah, that's me, OK?
On that Avión to the head, head by me, OK?
Never put a bitch before my bread, hate on me, OK?

[Verse 2:]
When L.A. Reid was in office, made some history up in Def Jam,
If Jizzle ain't droppin, nigga, what the fuck is Def Jam?
I know you heard how your boy bossed up at Atlantic,
Boss shit, might just drop my next album on Atlantic.
I really hope you bitches ready, vice prezzy and this Presi,
Got some shit up in my bezzy, so whatcha sayin? My wrist is heavy.
All white, penthouse, yeah, like the one on Belly,
With a brown skin thang, swear to God, she look like Kelly.
Two door Rolls is how I'm rollin, plus, you know a nigga totin,
Keep that street nigga paper, rubber band it, it ain't foldin.
First the XXL, read about me in the Forbes,
That's a long way from trappin in that 4-door Accord, wassup?

[Chorus:]
First to tell you muthafucka, “Trap or die!” that's me OK?
Mister Whip-a-Knot-and-Get-a-Half-o'pie, that me, OK?
Mister If-I'm-Talkin-You-Should-Listen-Game-Is-Free, OK?
Mister Got-Two-Whole-Ones & Two-Half-One, that's three, OK?
Leave up outta here with two bad ones, yeah, that's me, OK?
Mister Rein-Up-with-Bout-Two-Phantoms, yeah, that's me, OK?
On that Avión to the head, head by me, OK?
Never put a bitch before my bread, hate on me, OK?

[Verse 3:]
Snow can eyeball a seven, yeah, you best believe without the scale,
I just want the mansions and the riches, yeah, without the jail,
You can call me postman, don't go somewhere without some mail,
In and out in twenty minutes, you best believe I'm makin bail.
Put you on designer watches, put you on designer frames,
Had you cashin out, payin for you can't pronounce the name,
Had that Murciélago, it was green like Margaritas,
I sold yayo, I sold albums, might as well sell some tequila.
Dropped so many Lambos, thought I was a Lam ambassador,
Dropped so many Rollies, niggas thought I owned a Rollie store,
Snow, it's been a while, yeah, you know them streets missed you,
I don't eat, sleep, or shit without my muthafuckin pistol, wassup?

[Chorus:]
First to tell you muthafucka, “Trap or die!” that's me OK?
Mister Whip-a-Knot-and-Get-a-Half-o'pie, that me, OK?
Mister If-I'm-Talkin-You-Should-Listen-Game-Is-Free, OK?
Mister Got-Two-Whole-Ones & Two-Half-One, that's three, OK?
Leave up outta here with two bad ones, yeah, that's me, OK?
Mister Rein-Up-with-Bout-Two-Phantoms, yeah, that's me, OK?
On that Avión to the head, head by me, OK?
Never put a bitch before my bread, hate on me, OK?