Texty:
En Trap Ed

the set Take a bullet with some dick and take this dope from this jet Out of town, put it down for the father of rap And if yo' ass get cracked, bitch shut yo' trap

they see the flash You ain't ballin', you pump fakin' till you found in ya trunk naked Four pound to ya crown like, "Where the paper?" B. Sig, cold crook, I trap

don?t know but you don?t hear me though Yo, check this out My body collapse in the raps And snaps like a wild mongoose in a trap Better watch your table

go He jumps in his pirogue headed down the bayou He's got fishing lines strung across the Louisiana Rivers Gotta catch a big fish for us to eat He's setting traps

verse mixed up (See what I'm sayin') Gotsta hold on I been trapped for so long Gotsta hold on I been trapped for so long Gotsta hold on I been trapped

see the flash You ain't ballin, you pump faking Till you found in ya trunk naked Four pound to ya crown like, "Where the paper?" B. Sig, cold crook, I trap

He jumps in his piro, headed down the bayou He's got fishin' lines strung across the Louisiana River Gotta catch a big fish for us to eat He's settin' his traps

up And give up and lay down and die "What do I have to complain about anyway?" Ed asked his Picasso, "I'm a millionaire" This wasn't actually true Ed

shit that I wrote niggas Lots of my mans trapped up in a max Penatentary, sending me letters, I answer back That eventually, we be all bentley'ed out