Trap Hall Of Fame - Deniro Farrar

No religion for a drug lord, life sentence for a kingpin

Put me in the trap hall of fame, MJ, six rings then

Makin' plays like Phil Jackson, feds wanna bring the team in

Got a Jewish lawyer for the case, hungry chopper, it’ll eat your face

No religion for a drug lord, life sentence for a kingpin

Put me in the trap hall of fame, MJ, six rings then

Makin' plays like Phil Jackson, feds wanna bring the team in

Got a Jewish lawyer for the case, hungry chopper, it’ll eat your face

Life sentence to a kingpin, so my dogs tryna stay out the way (Stay out the way)

And you know how niggas be gettin' when they envy

The first nigga play, I’ma take off his face

Street religion, I’ma pray with the chopper

And give all my bullets to faith (I pray)

This a whole 'nother story, now odds against you

You rockin' this ice just to cover the pain

And they tried to put that injunction against us

Done labeled this shit that we started a gang

Most of these niggas just settle for fame

Shootout with the opps, that lil' nigga a stain, yeah (Brrt)

Yeah, and my vows to the fam is I’ll never change

Yeah, they takin', gave all my partner that time

And we had to charge all that shit to the game

And not to mention

We lost Tone and E, all to the same occasion

Ridin' out on a fuck nigga, time to leave his ass on the pavement (Boom)

Same year when we lost Watts, had me thinkin' God pickin' favorites (Why?)

Givin' up tryna talk to 'em, man, I think the devil tryna take us

No religion for a drug lord, life sentence for a kingpin

Put me in the trap hall of fame, MJ, six rings then

Makin' plays like Phil Jackson, feds wanna bring the team in

Got a Jewish lawyer for the case, hungry chopper, it’ll eat your face

No religion for a drug lord, life sentence for a kingpin

Put me in the trap hall of fame, MJ, six rings then

Makin' plays like Phil Jackson, feds wanna bring the team in

Got a Jewish lawyer for the case, hungry chopper, it’ll eat your face

Bricks goin' for the twenty-one

Made nine, so that’s thirty, though

Glock .40 hold fifteen

Upgraded to the thirty, though

Move smooth when I got it on me

'Cause that motherfucker dirty, though

Coke stepped on too much

Reason why you got a bloody nose

Tap dance, Savion Glover

Clone a brick, now he got a brother

Trap house full of drug workers

Sellin' Off-White like Virgil

No religion for a drug lord, life sentence for a kingpin

Put me in the trap hall of fame, MJ, six rings then

Makin' plays like Phil Jackson, feds wanna bring the team in

Hungry Jewish lawyer for the case, fifty racks on the not guilty

Strapped up, nigga, I ain’t lackin'

Bad bitch ridin' with a package

Takin' trips on the Greyhound

Got rich sellin' breakdown, bitch

No religion for a drug lord, life sentence for a kingpin

Put me in the trap hall of fame, MJ, six rings then

Makin' plays like Phil Jackson, feds wanna bring the team in

Got a Jewish lawyer for the case, hungry chopper, it’ll eat your face

No religion for a drug lord, life sentence for a kingpin

Put me in the trap hall of fame, MJ, six rings then

Makin' plays like Phil Jackson, feds wanna bring the team in

Got a Jewish lawyer for the case, hungry chopper, it’ll eat your face, yeah