24 hours - young scooter & zaytoven lyrics
[intro: young scooter]
trap
trap
hahah
[?] in this b*tch with me
zaytoven
juug
[chorus: young scooter]
24 hours, the trap don’t close
no rooms in my house, just scales and 25 stoves
24 hours, the trap don’t close
i’m never going home, n*gga, til the pack gone
me and zaytiggy, riding down melrose
quarter million worth of trap money, i spent that sh*t on clothes
24 hours, the trap don’t clos
no rooms in my house, just scales and 25 stoves
[verse 1: young scooter]
i got 10 pies cooking at the same time
i don’t sell clean, i remix all mine
f*ck a tripple beam, i buy bricks all the time
i don’t drink lean, ’cause i be focused all the timе
i’m a real trap n*gga, and i need all of mine
you bettеr keep a strap with you, these young n*ggas firing
500 degrees in the streets, everybody dying
since a juvenile, i been on the trap time
you lil boys ain’t never ran no spots
you lil boys, y’all gon’ tell when the block get hot
you a real d*ck rider, you ain’t got no gwop
try to plot off on the street, get your b*tch ass shot
[chorus: young scooter]
24 hours, the trap don’t close
no rooms in my house, just scales and 25 stoves
24 hours, the trap don’t close
i’m never going home, n*gga, til the pack gone
me and zaytiggy, riding down melrose
quarter million worth of trap money, i spent that sh*t on clothes
24 hours, the trap don’t clos
no rooms in my house, just scales and 25 stoves
[verse 2: oj da juiceman]
open 24, just like a texico
everything’s a go, when you powered up with snow
glock 27, with a 50 [?]
bricks, pounds, i’m a serve the town
stone cold steve austin, atlanta smack down
julio jones, once the pack touch down
[?] still cooking [?] dawg
a1 [?] still jumping like a bullfrog
25 stoves, locked in like a bulldog
6 cellphones, got a n*gga on the move, yeah
skrt skrt, get rich, skrt skrt, flip bricks
skrt skrt, dodge a snitch, skrt skrt, stick like [?] b*tch
[chorus: young scooter]
24 hours, the trap don’t close
no rooms in my house, just scales and 25 stoves
24 hours, the trap don’t close
i’m never going home, n*gga, til the pack gone
me and zaytiggy, riding down melrose
quarter million worth of trap money, i spent that sh*t on clothes
24 hours, the trap don’t clos
no rooms in my house, just scales and 25 stoves
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