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3:44trap Album I Pledge Allegiance to the Trap, Vol. 4 2015-03-27

Lyrics and translation

Original

Yo.

Young rich nigga.

Migos in the building.

Young rich nigga shit, man.

Fuck wrong with these niggas, man.

Yo.

-Your bitch wanna fuck the squad. -Your bitch.

-'Cause she see exotic cars. -Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt.

-Them niggas hatin' on your boy. -Them niggas.

Bow, bow, growl, growl, we got body parts.

-Ooh.

-Young, young rich nigga tryna see a -milli'. -Young nigga.

I got niggas that'll get you for a meal ticket.

-Go get 'em.

-I know niggas that remix, rerock the whole -chicken. -Remix.

-I feel like the president. -Go.

-Richard Nixon. -Go.

Gotta watch for them snake niggas bite. Young rich nigga.

-Rich nigga. -I'm walkin' around with the rocket.

-Bow, bow.

-I ain't seen you in two years, so how I -fuck with you? -Where the fuck?

I ain't even gon' touch you, I'ma let my mans get you.

I pull up and pop in the trunk and it's lookin' like hopscotch, big blocks.

-Big blocks.

-Remember me hittin' the jewels and licks, -duckin' and dodgin' the cops. -Ooh.

I feel like Tupac, it's me against the world and I can't be stopped.

-Just me. -It's me in the drop.

Came from a hole in -my sock, and now I got guap, gone. -Gone, ooh.

-Your bitch wanna fuck the squad. -Your bitch.

-'Cause she see exotic cars. -Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt.

-Them niggas hatin' on your boy. -Them niggas.

Bow, bow, growl, growl, we got body parts.

-Ooh.

-Young, young rich nigga tryna see a -milli'. -Young nigga.

I got niggas that'll get you for a meal ticket.

-Go get 'em.

-I know niggas that remix, rerock the whole chicken.

-Remix. -I feel like the president.

-Check out, check out, ooh. -Richard Nixon.

Go. Growl, growl, growl, we got body parts.

-Ooh.

-I'on need no bodyguard, I J you my face -card. -Like this.

In the kitchen fryin' fishes, come through come with tartar sauce.

-Ooh. -Call me Pastor Takeoff.

-Yeah. -These little niggas Peter Popoff.

-How? -I'm A1, nigga, don't stay soft.

-A1.

-Pickin' up bodies, I'm laughin' to bank heists. Extortin' these niggas, get money, then pay off.

-Extort.

-Niggas got work, but they work and they -laid off. -Damn.

I hop out in parts like I'm Jeffrey Dahmer.

-Ooh. -A livin' legend, one of a kind.

-Legend. -A rich Terminator, but I am not Arnold.

Football sands, I call 'em Ayanna.

-Your bitch wanna fuck the squad. -Your bitch.

-'Cause she see exotic cars. -Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt.

-Them niggas hatin' on your boy. -Them niggas.

Bow, bow, growl, growl, we got body parts.

-Ooh.

-Young, young rich nigga tryna see a -milli'. -Young nigga.

I got niggas that'll get you for a meal ticket.

-Go get 'em.

-I know niggas that remix, rerock the whole chicken.

-Remix. -I feel like the president.

-Offset. -Richard Nixon.

-Go. -Fuck nigga talkin', hit him with nature.

-What's that?

-Throw him in the river, now the nigga -missin'. -Ugh.

Fuck nigga trippin', I pay him in treason.

-He trippin'.

-I hit him with Simmons, he don't even see -it. -Pay attention.

-If I catch a body, I'm gonna be innocent. -Bow.

Clear the whole scene and I'm leavin' no witnesses.

Everybody get it, even -civilians. -Everybody.

-Only people that I spare is the children. -Only.

Rest in you niggas, take away your body parts.

-Rest in you.

-Karate chop that nigga like it's martial -arts. -What?

-Shot that nigga, left him at the park. -Bow.

-Put the pussy nigga on a meal for niggas. -Pussy.

-My chopper banana clip got a knife. -Ya.

Don't roll the dice, nigga, you riskin' life.

-Do it. -I'm pourin' up lean on your grave site.

-I know.

-I throw him the bullet, he catch it like -Jerry Rice. -Bow, bow, bow.

Uh, kill. Suck a bitch 'cause it's Thug life.

2Pac.

-Uh, smokin' good 'cause my plug right. -Gas, gas.

-200K sold on my debut release. -200.

-200 felons locked up from the team. -200.

-Poppin' 200 bottles the day they release. -Boom.

Yes, I'm deceased. Meanin' I'm gradin' from all of these streets.

-Yeah.

-Get rich or die tryin', keep that on -repeat. -Get rich or die tryin' like Biggie.

Bitch. Woo, woo, woo. Damn, all these bitches is tryna get on me.

-Tryna get on me.

-And I fuck all of them hoes, got two cell -phones, can't none of them call me. -Smash.

English translation

Yo.

Young rich nigga.

Migos in the building.

Young rich nigga shit, man.

Fuck wrong with these niggas, man.

Yo.

-Your bitch wanna fuck the squad. -Your bitch.

-'Cause she see exotic cars. -Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt.

-Them niggas hatin' on your boy. -Them niggas.

Bow, bow, growl, growl, we got body parts.

-Ooh.

-Young, young rich nigga tryna see a -milli'. -Young nigga.

I got niggas that'll get you for a meal ticket.

-Go get 'em.

-I know niggas that remix, rerock the whole -chicken. -Remix.

-I feel like the president. -Go.

-Richard Nixon. -Go.

Gotta watch for them snake niggas bite. Young rich nigga.

-Rich nigga. -I'm walkin' around with the rocket.

-Bow, bow.

-I ain't seen you in two years, so how I -fuck with you? -Where the fuck?

I ain't even gon' touch you, I'ma let my mans get you.

I pull up and pop in the trunk and it's lookin' like hopscotch, big blocks.

-Big blocks.

-Remember me hittin' the jewels and licks, -duckin' and dodgin' the cops. -Ooh.

I feel like Tupac, it's me against the world and I can't be stopped.

-Just me. -It's me in the drop.

Came from a hole in -my sock, and now I got guap, gone. -Gone, ooh.

-Your bitch wanna fuck the squad. -Your bitch.

-'Cause she see exotic cars. -Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt.

-Them niggas hatin' on your boy. -Them niggas.

Bow, bow, growl, growl, we got body parts.

-Ooh.

-Young, young rich nigga tryna see a -milli'. -Young nigga.

I got niggas that'll get you for a meal ticket.

-Go get 'em.

-I know niggas that remix, rerock the whole chicken.

-Remix. -I feel like the president.

-Check out, check out, ooh. -Richard Nixon.

Go. Growl, growl, growl, we got body parts.

-Ooh.

-I'on need no bodyguard, I J you my face -card. -Like this.

In the kitchen fryin' fishes, come through come with tartar sauce.

-Ooh. -Call me Pastor Takeoff.

-Yeah. -These little niggas Peter Popoff.

-How? -I'm A1, nigga, don't stay soft.

-A1.

-Pickin' up bodies, I'm laughin' to bank heists. Extortin' these niggas, get money, then pay off.

-Extort.

-Niggas got work, but they work and they -laid off. -Damn.

I hop out in parts like I'm Jeffrey Dahmer.

-Ooh. -A livin' legend, one of a kind.

-Legend. -A rich Terminator, but I am not Arnold.

Football sands, I call 'em Ayanna.

-Your bitch wanna fuck the squad. -Your bitch.

-'Cause she see exotic cars. -Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt.

-Them niggas hatin' on your boy. -Them niggas.

Bow, bow, growl, growl, we got body parts.

-Ooh.

-Young, young rich nigga tryna see a -milli'. -Young nigga.

I got niggas that'll get you for a meal ticket.

-Go get 'em.

-I know niggas that remix, rerock the whole chicken.

-Remix. -I feel like the president.

-Offset. -Richard Nixon.

-Go. -Fuck nigga talkin', hit him with nature.

-What's that?

-Throw him in the river, now the nigga -missin'. -Ugh.

Fuck nigga trippin', I pay him in treason.

-He trippin'.

-I hit him with Simmons, he don't even see -it. -Pay attention.

-If I catch a body, I'm gonna be innocent. -Bow.

Clear the whole scene and I'm leavin' no witnesses.

Everybody get it, even -civilians. -Everybody.

-Only people that I spare is the children. -Only.

Rest in you niggas, take away your body parts.

-Rest in you.

-Karate chop that nigga like it's martial -arts. -What?

-Shot that nigga, left him at the park. -Bow.

-Put the pussy nigga on a meal for niggas. -Pussy.

-My chopper banana clip got a knife. -Ya.

Don't roll the dice, nigga, you riskin' life.

-Do it. -I'm pourin' up lean on your grave site.

-I know.

-I throw him the bullet, he catch it like -Jerry Rice. -Bow, bow, bow.

Uh, kill. Suck a bitch 'cause it's Thug life.

2Pac.

-Uh, smokin' good 'cause my plug right. -Gas, gas.

-200K sold on my debut release. -200.

-200 felons locked up from the team. -200.

-Poppin' 200 bottles the day they release. -Boom.

Yes, I'm deceased. Meanin' I'm gradin' from all of these streets.

-Yeah.

-Get rich or die tryin', keep that on -repeat. -Get rich or die tryin' like Biggie.

Bitch. Woo, woo, woo. Damn, all these bitches is tryna get on me.

-Tryna get on me.

-And I fuck all of them hoes, got two cell -phones, can't none of them call me. -Smash.

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