the trap live on by Rich Hu$tle

no help in the trap i did it on my own then i met up with lil Tekka he the plug alone he put a nigga on and i held my own i fucking with my cousin he just came home deal gone bad now my lil nigga gone i felt responsible that shit hit home leading my youngins in a world so wrong but a nigga gotta eat so the trap live on we lived that life and did what we did we didn't play hiding and seek we didn't act like kids it was gangsta in these streets we had to handle our shit guns called heat now we packing up stick you pussy in these streets you eat this Dick that blood starting to leak and feel sick