Lyrics:

[Hook: Shawty Lo]
They just shootin' all the (?)
Got a lock on the block, put the game in the chokehold
We gettin' money in the trap tonight
We gettin' money in the trap tonight
Still trappin' in the same clothes
Undercovers in them plain clothes, that's the way the game goes
We gettin' money in the trap tonight
We gettin' money, money

[Verse 1: Game]
Yeeeaaaah, I'm trappin' like T.I
If I trap till I die, nigga that's my B.I
Same clothes as yesterday, so a nigga see why
We call ourselves trap stars and ride around in G rides
Baking soda cookin' it, make sure them hoes watchin' it
Glaze on the Audemar, so you know I'm clockin' it
Rockin' it, bag it up and then I'm to the block with it
Hit a few corners in the Chevy then I'm droppin' it
Yeah I'm block dimin' it, my birds real confident
Never flip 'em where you lay your head now that's common sense
Hear my connect they already know what I'm comin' wit
That Phantom on them 24's, 50 round dramin' it
Remember when I was slummin' it with not much change
Blame it on my momma, she introduced me to cocaine
Now my block propane, burnin' rubber on the tires
Now Game, Shawty Lo will set the club on fire

[Hook: Shawty Lo]
They just shootin' all the (?)
Got a lock on the block, put the game in the chokehold
We gettin' money in the trap tonight
We gettin' money in the trap tonight
Still trappin' in the same clothes
Undercovers in them plain clothes, that's the way the game goes
We gettin' money in the trap tonight
We gettin' money, money

[Verse 2: Shawty Lo]
Trap all night till the sun up
Till it's all gone then re-up
Ball, what's up, you know how we do
Fifty want five, oh he want two?
In the kitchen, you know the menu
No red meat, straight sea food
Or the fish scale you know it cook well
T4L, you know we raise hell
Yeeaahh, got the game in the chokehold
Bricks on lock, got blow in stock
I'm Big round my way, plus I work 2Pac
Daaammnn, I meant to say two blocks

[Hook: Shawty Lo]
They just shootin' all the (?)
Got a lock on the block, put the game in the chokehold
We gettin' money in the trap tonight
We gettin' money in the trap tonight
Still trappin' in the same clothes
Undercovers in them plain clothes, that's the way the game goes
We gettin' money in the trap tonight
We gettin' money, money

[Verse 3: Game]
I got purp by the pound, birds by the kilogram
How you meet the connect? Just walk around the middle man
What if it's a problem? Gotta kill the middle man
Get that Donald duct tape and throw his ass in the van
Now what's a trapper? Me and Shawty Lo
'Fore we was rappers we was choppin' onions, Martha Stewart know
Louis V apron keep the powder off my clothes
And fiends don't need skis for the California snow
I made California blow but I ain't never did California blow
Keep a snow bun and everybody know
That I can get it fronted no money and everybody know
If I had it like Scarface I'd get everybody blow
I should rent a helicopter and fly over the town
Look up, it's a bird, no it's a cocaine cloud
And I know a million connects that'll hold Game down
And when I make it rain, my money make the rain sound

[Hook: Shawty Lo]
They just shootin' all the (?)
Got a lot on the block, put the game in the chokehold
We gettin' money in the trap tonight
We gettin' money in the trap tonight
Still trappin' in the same clothes
Undercovers in them plain clothes, that's the way the game goes
We gettin' money in the trap tonight
We gettin' money, money