História World of Trap - Capítulo 7


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Gêneros: Crossover, Drama (Tragédia), Romance e Novela, Violência
Avisos: Álcool, Drogas, Insinuação de sexo, Linguagem Imprópria
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Os personagens encontrados nesta história são apenas alusões a pessoas reais e nenhuma das situações e personalidades aqui encontradas refletem a realidade, tratando-se esta obra, de uma ficção. Os eventuais personagens originais desta história são de minha propriedade intelectual. História sem fins lucrativos, feita apenas de fã para fã sem o objetivo de denegrir ou violar as imagens dos artistas.

Capítulo 7 - Look Alive


[Drake, BlocBoy JB & Lil Juice]

Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up

Yeah yeah (ooh)

Yeah (ooh)

6 God, BlocBoy, 6 God, BlocBoy, ooh

6 God, BlocBoy, 6 God, BlocBoy, ooh (BlocBoy, 6 God)

Yeah

[Drake & BlocBoy JB]

901 Shelby Drive, look alive, look alive ('live)

Niggas came up on this side, now they on the other side

Oh well, fuck 'em, dawg, we gon' see how hard they ride (huh, fuck 'em)

I get racks to go outside, and I split it with the guys (outside)

We up on the other side, niggas actin' like we tied

I've been gone since like July, niggas actin' like I died

They won't be expectin' shit when Capo go to slide (hah)

'Cause I told them that we put that shit behind us, but I lied (hah)

[Drake]

Ayy, ayy, look who I'm around, man

If I fucked up, I'ma be downtown, man

Fourth floor bound, man, that's if I get caught, man

Pushed me to the edge, so it really ain't my mothafuckin' fault, man

I'm not to blame, man

The fuckin' industry is cutthroat, I'm not the same man

And I could let you check the tag, now, I'm rockin' name brand

I'm only chasin' after bags, now I got a game plan

And I'm out here with the woo!

[Drake & BlocBoy JB]

700, three high fives, look alive, look alive ('live)

Niggas came up on this side, now they on the other side

Oh well, fuck 'em, dawg, we gon' see how hard they ride (huh, fuck 'em)

I get racks to go outside, and I split it with the guys (outside)

We up on the other side, niggas actin' like we tied

I've been gone since like July, niggas actin' like I died

They won't be expectin' shit when Capo go to slide

'Cause I told them that we put that shit behind us, but I

[BlocBoy JB]

Bitch, come through (through), you, and you (you)

I'ma get the money, D-D-Drizzy get the loot (the loot)

Pull up with that Draco (huh)

Play with Drake and I'ma shoot (that's on my mama)

My-my weapon be an instrument, man I'll blow you like a flute (rrra)

N-n-nigga play so he feelin' it (feelin' it)

P-p-pull up broad day with a K, now he shiverin'

Drop a nigga like he litterin' (huh)

We at the door like we the delivery (yeah, yeah, yeah)

He not a plug, he middle man (middle man)

That-that nigga brown like cinnamon (cinnamon)

I got the rounds like Sugar Ray Robinson (uh)

Shot to the chest have you gaspin' for oxygen (shots)

I'ma spray 'em, just like Febreeze (huh, like Febreeze)

Came a long way from sittin' in the nosebleeds (in the nosebleeds)

Now a nigga on the floor talkin' to the athletes (to the athletes)

Now I'm so close to the game I could steal the stat sheet (stat sheet)

It's Bloc

[Drake & BlocBoy JB]

901 Shelby Drive, look alive, look alive ('live)

Niggas came up on this side, now they on the other side

Oh well, fuck 'em, dawg, we gon' see how hard they ride (huh, fuck 'em)

I get racks to go outside, and I split it with the guys (outside)

We up on the other side, niggas actin' like we tied

I've been gone since like July, niggas actin' like I died

They won't be expectin' shit when Capo go to slide

'Cause I told them to put that shit behind us, but I lied

Behind me but I lied

That's on my mama


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