Lyrics Young Scooter – Fake Rappers
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Come to little Mexico you won’t survive
Cause all these other rappers all they rap is lies
I wonder, can they wrap a brick in the jugg house
Don’t know what a brick weigh so why you rap about it
See if you can work a scale, or work a block
You ain’t from the streets so why you rap about it
Fake rappers wouldn’t last a day on my block
Fake rappers, welcome to my jugg house
Do you really live that life you rappin’ bout
I know you don’t, so what the fuck you talkin’ bout
36 O’s, and them bells, come and cash-out
I dun seen a lot, out them dirty pots
You know yo shit gonna flop if you don’t touch that block
Them falcon’s flew in, you know they came in flock
Word on the streets, you rappers ain’t got no guap
Word to my momma I rap what I’m bout
One day shawty they goin’ hand it out
Straight from the booth to the jugg house
Nigga you just rappin, I just flood the drought
Come to little Mexico you won’t survive
Cause all these other rappers all they rap is lies
I wonder, can they wrap a brick in the jugg house
Don’t know what a brick weigh so why you rap about it
I’m bout to put you rappers in the jugg house
See if you can work a scale, or work a block
You ain’t from the streets so why you rap about it
Fake rappers wouldn’t last a day on my block
Them folk’s hit the corner nig’ what would you do
I ain’t talkin bout the police but the robbin’ crew
House full of pounds I just ran threw
We put that L.A. Reid money in the trap
Free band we plugged up, we got packs-on-packs
Them black migo’s jugs a whole lot of racks
The streets vouching for me all across the map
You can hear it in my voice, that I’m from the trap
Everyday you know I jug a different pack
I put you on the row see if you make it back
It’s too much pressure for him he won’t survive the trap
Come to little Mexico you won’t survive
Cause all these other rappers all they rap is lies
I wonder, can they wrap a brick in the jugg house
Don’t know what a brick weigh so why you rap about it
I’m bout to put you rappers in the jugg house
See if you can work a scale, or work a block
You ain’t from the streets so why you rap about it
Fake rappers wouldn’t last a day on my block
Fake Rappers wouldn’t last a day on my block
(Word on the streets these rappers ain’t got no guap)
Fake Rappers wouldn’t last a day on my block
