TRAP
Д.Мазаев Lyrics


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I got trap money, I got trap-I got trap
I got trap money, I got trap-I got trap

I got twenty for a show, but it's really rap money
twenty for a hoe and that's really trap money

I got trap money, I got trap-I got trap
I got trap money, I got trap-I got trap
I got twenty for a show, but it's really rap money
Twenty for a hoe and that's really trap money

B.A.
Blue lights flashin, checkin out my mansion
Gangster so flashy, Louis Vuitton magnum
How he out here swaggin? Dat be what they askin
I drop the white crease, call it dope boy magic
Dopeology, you should take one of my classes
Hit me in the hood, red carpet, pants saggin
Rob you on Front Street in 75 classic
My potnahs know I'm good in the hood besides rappin
I got trap money cabin, it's 30 if you askin
D trap money lavish, ain't gotta make it rappin
Fruity bezel the cabbage, them country niggaz taxin
Ballin like Maverick, blowin loud in the traffic
I robbed a nigga twosie in some Rap Lord fashion
Say young'n in the hood, I'm a trap money addict
Cartier glasses, you see that I got money
I wake up early in the mornin I need me some trap money

I got trap money, I got trap-I got trap
I got trap money, I got trap-I got trap

I got twenty for a show, but it's really rap money
twenty for a hoe and that's really trap money

Mook
twenty Benz back, you see a nigga, that's my pack money
Look I ain't got no record deal so no it ain't no rap money
You see the stack in my jeans, I can't fit no rubber band
twenty-two on cents, I'ma wrap it 'round them
And first I unload the tractor, bust 'em out the wrapper
Get 'em to my trappers and they bring me back them rat chicks
Bust off goin fast, you can call it cheetah girl
When I get the panky you know I'm water whippin her
No top on the whip, tank top Louis V
You can call me tank top cause all I do is wifebeat
Talkin smart on the phone, price just gone up
Take it or leave it homeboy, either way I give a fuck
Pot cold, LB's, kush by the O-Z's
Yeah I sell 'em for the low and get 'em for the dirt cheap
Get in just how you want, I'm a walkin trap sto'
Well connected nigga courtesy of my amigos
Flyin down twenty East, trunk full of dirty birdies
In the middle of the drought we let them bitches fly for thirty
In the kitchen cuttin work I gotta do my two-step
Yeah I'm bad leg trappin, bring it to your front stop
Now I'm on Y-65, just got off I-10
In the handicap van, fill it up with midgets man
I mean the good I know is show and it ain't come from rappin money
Ten bands, all tens, nigga that's my trap money

I got trap money, I got trap-I got trap
I got trap money, I got trap-I got trap





I got twenty for a show, but it's really rap money
twenty for a hoe and that's really trap money

Overall Meaning

The song "Trap" by Д.Мазаев talks about the hustle and struggle of being involved in the trap lifestyle. The singer(s) boast about having "trap money" and how they can make easy money from both music and drug trafficking, with the latter being referred to as "trap" money. The lyrics also depict the flashy and impressive material possessions the singers have obtained from their hustles, such as luxury cars and designer clothing. The song provides a window into the mindset and lifestyle of individuals involved in the trap scene and how they view the world around them.


One interesting fact about the song is that it features both B.A. and Mook as rappers. B.A. is known for his work as a music producer, while Mook is a rapper from Atlanta, Georgia. The song's unique blend of Russian and American rap styles is also a standout feature.


Another interesting fact is that the song's music video was filmed in Miami, Florida, and features various scenes of the city's skyline and nightlife. The video also showcases luxury cars and clothing, underscoring the song's theme of flaunting material wealth.


The song has also been subject to controversy due to its glorification of the trap lifestyle and drug trafficking. Critics argue that the song glamorizes a dangerous and illegal activity that has real-world consequences for individuals and communities. However, fans of the song argue that it offers a realistic depiction of the hardships and struggles faced by those involved in the trap scene.


The song's chords, unfortunately, are not available as it is a rap song with no instrumental or guitar parts.


Overall, "Trap" gives insight into the world and mindset of individuals involved in the trap scene, while also showcasing the unique blend of Russian and American rap styles. The song has been both praised and criticized for its portrayal of drug trafficking, but its popularity among fans affirms its place in the rap genre.


Line by Line Meaning

I got trap money, I got trap-I got trap
The singer has earned illicit money through drug trafficking and proudly repeats this fact.


I got twenty for a show, but it's really rap money
The singer may earn legal money through music performances, but also earns income through drug-related activities.


Twenty for a hoe and that's really trap money
The singer pays a prostitute with money earned through drug trafficking.


Blue lights flashin, checkin out my mansion
Police have surveilled the artist's home, and they are impressed by its size.


Gangster so flashy, Louis Vuitton magnum
The artist has a luxurious style and brandishes a gun as an intimidating display of power.


I drop the white crease, call it dope boy magic
The singer's drug-dealing technique is so skillful, it appears to be like magic.


Fruity bezel the cabbage, them country niggaz taxin
The singer is flaunting an expensive watch with a gemstone-encrusted frame. Rural residents may be overcharged for drugs.


Ballin like Maverick, blowin loud in the traffic
The artist drives a car and smokes a powerful strain of marijuana while on the road.


I robbed a nigga twosie in some Rap Lord fashion
The artist stole twice the amount of drugs from someone in a manner that makes them appear powerful, like a 'rap lord.'


twenty Benz back, you see a nigga, that's my pack money
The artist uses cash from drug trafficking to purchase high-end vehicles like a Mercedes.


You see the stack in my jeans, I can't fit no rubber band
The singer carries large sums of money in their pockets and cannot fit a rubber band around it.


No top on the whip, tank top Louis V
The artist drives a convertible car and wears a sleeveless designer shirt.


Talkin smart on the phone, price just gone up
The singer has just raised the price of their drugs in response to a conversation on the phone.


Pot cold, LB's, kush by the O-Z's
The singer sells marijuana in quantities ranging from cold ounces to larger units called 'O-Z's.


Get in just how you want, I'm a walkin trap sto'
The singer can sell drugs according to their customer's request, as they are a mobile drug dealer.


In the middle of the drought we let them bitches fly for thirty
During a shortage of drugs, the artist still sells them at an inflated price of thirty dollars per unit.


I'm bad leg trappin, bring it to your front stop
The artist deals drugs despite having a physical disability, and will personally deliver them to the buyer in front of their house.


Ten bands, all tens, nigga that's my trap money
The singer has earned ten thousand dollars in cash, all of which came from drug trafficking.




Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: XAVIER DOTSON, RADRIC DELANTIC DAVIS

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@dfgvgsdf2838

Я начал жизнь в трущобах городских
И добрых слов я не слыхал.
Когда ласкали вы детей своих,
Я есть просил, я замерзал.
Вы, увидав меня, не прячьте взгляд,
Ведь я ни в чём, ни в чём не виноват.

За что вы бросили меня, за что
Где мой очаг, где мой ночлег.
Не признаёте вы моё родство,
А я ваш брат, я человек.
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Край небоскрёбов и роскошных вилл
Из окон бьёт слепящий свет.
О если б мне хоть раз набраться сил,
Вы дали б мне за всё ответ.
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Ведь я ни в чём, ни в чём не виноват.

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А я не знал, и лишь во сне
В моих мечтаньях детских, золотых
Мать иногда являлась мне.
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Была б не так горька моя судьба.



@fernandocardosopereira8185

Uma saudação vinda do do Brasil!

Minha jangada vai sair pro mar
Vou trabalhar, meu bem querer
Se Deus quiser quando eu voltar do mar
Um peixe bom eu vou trazer

Meus companheiros também vão voltar
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@ibrohimmuqimov

Я начал жизнь в трущобах городских
И добрых слов я не слыхал.
Когда ласкали вы детей своих,
Я есть просил, я замерзал.
Вы, увидав меня, не прячьте взгляд
Ведь я ни в чем, ни в чем не виноват.

За что вы бросили меня? За что!
Где мой очаг, где мой ночлег?
Не признаете вы мое родство,
А я ваш брат, я человек.
Вы вечно молитесь своим богам,
И ваши боги все прощают вам.

Край небоскребов и роскошных вилл,
Из окон бьет слепящий свет.
О если б мне хоть раз набраться сил,
Вы дали б мне за все ответ.
Откройте двери, люди, я ваш брат
Ведь я ни в чем, ни в чем не виноват.

Вы знали ласки матерей родных,
А я не знал и лишь во сне
В моих мечтаньях детских золотых
Мать иногда являлась мне.



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