Joey Trap Scopes Lyrics

[Intro]
Damn Haven, you did this shit?

[Chorus]
I don't give a f*ck about hoes, no shame, hell no
Niggas love to say they plug, they ain't ever sell dope
Gangbang, sell dope, they ain't never seen soap
Boy I love it when I run, all my guns got scopes
I-I got a nice grip (daddy), nothing I got regular, nigga
That's why you say that I'm fly, say it's regular, nigga
And she a broke bitch, she keep f*cking regular niggas
And she was tryna get some bread, gotta message a nigga
I used to sell dope, fool, at school, dawg's jewel
Nigga's fifteen picking up a lot of talk, too
Ion get why you be hating, I ain't never had shit
Prolly cause a nigga's hating, really still ain't got shit
No shit, four bricks, hit licks, talk shit
Yo bitch at my show, behind the scenes, she takin' no pics (Joey Trap is daddy)
[?] designer, ion see no flex
Yo bitch said she give me brain, she ain't give you no sex
You was working at McDonald's, I just made four checks Every nigga that's around me cut-throat, no necks
I keep a pocket rocket inside of a nigga, I ate
You knew you were gonna get beat up my nigga, so really why hate?
These niggas on my dick like they like me, but nigga I'm straight
I might f*ck her sister, I met that lil' bitch on Myspace (Trap)

[Bridge]
Look
All right
All right, f*ck it dawg

[Verse 1]
I might bust a medal, I might bust my bezzle
I might catch a-I might catch a temple, I'm a upper-level
They keep saying "Joey really rap", but Joey massive, central
You might cop a-you might cop a whip, but Imma cop a [?]
f*ck it, [?], f*ck it hot like Kendall
f*ck them niggas, [?], and you ain't really-you ain't really like me
I been working hard, this ain't even-this ain't even Nike, this is Saint Laurent
I might hafta-I might have some bars
Imma have a car, she might hop inside
f*ck with us, she gone really, look (ayy)