Trap House Champion (THC) - the long awaited mixtape of Yung Shen. Taking it back to my roots in music with dark trap instrumentals and sound.

Trap House Champion

40

(Ay)
(Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)

I had to get it on my own
Why they still hatin on my soul
I’m goin way up smoking strong
I cannot think cuz I’m so gone

I hit da block wit dat 40
Yo bitch want a orgy
Remember she used to ignore me

I hit da block wit dat 40
My shooters like kobe
Dey run down on opps wit dat woadie

I just bought me a new Rollie
I’m fuckin on shawty
You haters get smoked like a stogie

I’m in da trap wit my homies
Dey shippin out OG
No lackin I ride by my lonely

You want da lean for cheap?
Well I want a Patek Philippe
You wanna beef with me?
Just know I got static on me
x2

I’m tryna rack up my digits
I’m tryna chase me some millions
In my mode I still write with a brilliance
I don’t quit gotta keep my resilience
Im unlike any average civilian
All dese rappers around me I’m killin em
By myself on an island like giligan
I’m a sinner can’t claim to be innocent

I had to get it on my own
Why they still hatin on my soul
I’m goin way up smoking strong
I cannot think cuz I’m so gone

Hoe you irrelevant
Bitch I be fly like an elephant
Goin dumbo but intelligent
I just be tryna get hella rich
All bout my money
But I got da key I ain’t sellin it
Secrets I keep I ain’t telling it
Feelin like kendrick cuz I’m in my element
Fuckin yo bitch thought u said she was celibate
I can’t smoke dope cuz I’m sellin it

I like designer I’m wearin new fashion
I’m countin deads I put benji in a casket
I got the i8 and we gonna reak havoc
I’m bumpin Gunna bouta fuck up this traffic
We go way back wit dat trap shit
I take da pack and I make it do backflips
I’m on my grind y’all be layin in hammocks
Y’all wasting my time I got money to manage

I hit da block wit dat 40
Yo bitch want a orgy
Remember she used to ignore me

I hit da block wit dat 40
My shooters like kobe
Dey run down on opps wit dat woadie

I just bought me a new Rollie
I’m fuckin on shawty
You haters get smoked like a stogie

I’m in da trap wit my homies
Dey shippin out OG
No lackin I ride by my lonely

You want da lean for cheap?
Well I want a Patek Philippe
You wanna beef with me?
Just know I got static on me
x2

I had to get it on my own
Why they still hatin on my soul
I’m goin way up smoking strong
I cannot think cuz I’m so gone

FFA

Where I’m coming from is like a free for all
Dey be quick to run off wit yo shit or let dat heater off
I want all da smoke in my lungs I don’t need exhaust
I don’t really tote with the drum I just beat the pot
Movin slow motion I’m feelin like I’m in the matrix 
Finding new places
Flow like the ocean my city is like an oasis
Shits a vacation
I got devotion Got no time for being complacent
Tryna get famous
Put it in motion I’m fly on a regular basis
See me on stages
(Yuh yuh)

My brothas coming from welfare
Cold streets no wealth there
Bleeding out no healthcare
If you get shot you get left there
All about the money if u actin funny they gon do u dirty Dey don’t play fair
Sleepin off the muddy guess you not so lucky wrap you like a mummy don’t get scared
Hit an opp with a death stare
I got lots of work yo desk clear
Couldn’t hear this coming with the best ears
I think 2012 was my best year
Cuz I met the gang den da rest clear
Taking on the game no headgear
Yung Shen the name bitch I been here
Sorry for da wait and it’s sincere
I ain’t been afraid if I die like woah
Pussy boy playin both sides like woah
Broke ass bitch hit a stain for da dope
Poppin dem xans cuz you can’t seem to cope
He won’t let up he a snitch he just wanna be friends then he gon set you up to get roped
We set him up with a bitch he just wanna get head then we run up and he gettin blown

Where I’m coming from is like a free for all
Dey be quick to run off wit yo shit or let dat heater off
I want all da smoke in my lungs I don’t need exhaust
I don’t really tote with the drum I just beat the pot
Movin slow motion I’m feelin like I’m in the matrix 
Finding new places
Flow like the ocean my city is like an oasis
Shits a vacation
I got devotion Got no time for being complacent
Tryna get famous
Put it in motion I’m fly on a regular basis
See me on stages
(Yuh yuh)

FFA (Prod. Verdden)

STOP FLEXIN FT. ISLAND

(Only my part) 

Gary Vee: “You can make 47,000 a year and have much more stuff than somebody who makes 280. It depends on how much you spend. You might not be in a position to buy every new off white on a teacher salary. But the question is do you need that? The reality is most people need it just to flex in front of somebody cause they’re insecure.”

God said be good Shen please don’t break da law
I said you cross me get sent to allah
I took a break y’all was thinking I’m flawed
Sometimes u needa refocus that’s all
I just took time just to get it together
Most of y’all birds tryna flock without feathers
Basically y’all insecure and just tethered
Da fact is da flexin dont make you look better
It’s just a way for your flaws to be measured
So fuck social media send me a letter
Most of my family they came from da desert
And they ain’t had nothing dey tougher than leather
No Gucci no Prada just government pressure
You learn the most lessons the more you have lesser
I’m callin y’all out make you under the weather
I’m so cold hearted when it’s hot I wear sweaters 

Shawty don’t trip she gon drop it like c lo
Nina my hip make his ass despacito
Call up my shoota he do it for c notes
Don’t play or dat ruger gon hit you for real
Snitches ain’t boxing dey call up yo PO
Den Dey come and get you and you throw you in PCO
I’m smokin gas while you broke bois smoke diesel
Dis just da beginning so wait for da sequel

Pull up in a maz paint red got these bitches all dead
Free my homies out da feds
(Free da gang)
She want a ménage in bed
But I only want head
Leave dat bitch on read
(Yuh)
You drowning underwater can’t tread
Hear the message I spread
You insecure and mislead
(Real shit)
You drowning underwater can’t tread
Hear the message I spread
You insecure and mislead

Stop Flexin ft. Island (Prod. rickiebanzo)

Lyrics: 
https://shrib.com/#By.WVMK.qjFZEXjnK1u5
(Too many characters for soundcloud description LOL)

Bring It Back (Prod. 5X)

SHUT IT DOWN FT. YUNG CB

I see da shade through this Burberry lens
You not a real one, don’t wanna be friends
I know these people just really pretend
Dey don’t wan see me pull in the Benz
Dey actin jealous dis money I spend
This is dat brand new Yung CB and Shen

(Ay, ay, ay)
(Yuh)

Da coupe or da limo to get to da party
I’m dressed in designer I’m pourin Bacardi
I’m part of the mob like i work for John gotti
My homie got shells he gon blow wit dat shotty
I ain’t fuckin wit da boof we only smoke loud
Smoking on da woods cuz we got it out da south 
Anywhere we go we gon always shut it down
Anywhere we go yeah you know we shut it down

Hit her from da back dat bitch face down
Talkin out his mouth put da gun to his frown
Fly to da west coast now I’m outta town
Gotta pick dis flower dat be comin out da ground 
Send it back home tell folks break it down
Give it to da people den repeat dat shit now

We got pounds pounds pounds
Now i got rounds rounds rounds
Choppa send his ass from the dock to downtown
I be skipping class think I’m bouta drop out
Gettin straight gas got call up for da pounds
I was lost in da sauce den da music what I found
No handouts bitch cuz we got it from the ground 
You don’t wanna see it goin down when I shoot a pussy bareface tryna steal my crown
I ain’t fuckin with dese lames got em lookin like dey clowns
UH

[CB - Verse]
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1xiiZoduSY1nOjpDOnP2PoLFBrNaWgW2AOyrjr7LRHo8/edit

Da coupe or da limo to get to da party
I’m dressed in designer I’m pourin Bacardi
I’m part of the mob like i work for John gotti
My homie got shells he gon blow wit dat shotty
I ain’t fuckin wit da boof we only smoke loud
Smoking on da woods cuz we got it out da south 
Anywhere we go we gon always shut it down
Anywhere we go yeah you know we shut it down 

My shawty bouta spaz wit da fuckin spaz 12
I been trappin gas slidin round fuck 12
I been sellin gas like I’m workin at a shell
Only way to do it gotta go and give em hell
Catch me in the trap straight wrappin up bails
Come and try to take it finna catch a few shells 

I’m bouta be honest wit y’all....

I just wanna push ps I do not like rap
Make a couple bands go and serve it to da fiends do it through Snapchat
All dese snitches call police lookin for cheese I need a rat trap
Dat bitch gettin on her knees suckin da d she know I like dat
Beat da pussy and it fight back
Serve a quarter das a light sack
Cut a check and get it right back
I’m into money yeah I like stacks
Ima go getter I don’t buy my food I go hunt for my dinner
Making these moves like a champ im a winner
Droppin da pack on yo block I’m a spinna
Up in da dojo call me master splinter
Arigato 

Da coupe or da limo to get to da party
I’m dressed in designer I’m pourin Bacardi
I’m part of the mob like i work for John gotti
My homie got shells he gon blow wit dat shotty
I ain’t fuckin wit da boof we only smoke loud
Smoking on da woods cuz we got it out da south 
Anywhere we go we gon always shut it down
Anywhere we go yeah you know we shut it down 

(iPhone locking sound)

You a real one CB...
It’s all love

Shut It Down ft. Yung CB (Prod. Verdden & 5X)

POPPIN OFF

Big Shen
Big Benz
Dead friends
Dead ends
Big scope
Zoom lens
No hope
No sense
x2

I’m really poppin off
Poppin off
Poppin off
(Poppin)
Gucci down to da soles
To da soles
To da soles
(Ay)
Winner ain’t take a loss
Take a loss
Take a loss
(No L’s)
I’m really poppin off
Poppin off
Poppin off
(Poppin)
(Bitch!)

Bitches they hit me talkin bout you rappin but ion even know da hoe
They say Shen why you be slackin I been writing heavy but on da low
I put a jigga inside of my lean I think imma go comatose
Bitch I got all da glow
(Bitch!)
Bitch I got all da glow
(Ice)
Just like I zero da blunt every hit you can tell I want all da smoke
Fier be workin da streets early mornin trappin pushin all da bows
I walk in Gucci dey ask what I want I just point and say all of those
Come from a broken home
(Trap)
King is back on da throne
(King)
Fuck a red light all I know is go
I’m off da lean I just poured a four
Feelin almighty I pour some more
Fuck a maybach I just bought da rolls
Copped a new wear YSL on my toes
Feel like lil baby dats just how life goes
Y’all remain stuck while I’m tryna grow
I’m tryna put my fam in a new home

I’m on my stride none of this is affecting me
Glock got a dick cut him off like vasectomy
16 years old let a play get da best of me
I want my version to just be da best of me
I got da sauce and CB got da recipe
Too many feds and there’s too many enemies
Sometimes I randomly start to sing melodies
(La la la la)

Big Shen
Big Benz
Dead friends
Dead ends
Big scope
Zoom lens
No hope
No sense
x2

I’m really poppin off
Poppin off
Poppin off
(Poppin)
Gucci down to da soles
To da soles
To da soles
(Ay)
Winner ain’t take a loss
Take a loss
Take a loss
(No L’s)
I’m really poppin off
Poppin off
Poppin off
(Poppin)
(Bitch!)

Had to go get me some rubber bands
I like fuckin dese bitches from foreign lands
But I’m using dis rubber can’t take a chance
See my choppa named J Lo she wanna dance
Swear you out of my league you ain’t part of da game
I’m wit my own team you ain’t part of da same
He said yo team big I don’t know whatta think
I told him dis only a 4th of da gang
We used to post up on the porch in da byke
Now I’m takin blue benjis to my local bank
Hate how some of these people be frank
You got somethin to say
Better come and see me face to face
Im sifting through all of this bullshit
I’m seeing my limits and dis time Im choosing to push em
Yo homeboy be soft like a cushion
We come in yo crib and we jugg shit den you come to find out we took it
I’m straight I just rook it
I don’t stop for cops I just book it
Swear shawty a vet not a rookie
I’m taking the cookie
Tell feds try to book me
I post on the block smokin all of dat tootsie
I don’t got too many days before I’m finna blow
All you other rappers ain’t relating to dat so
I’m better off reclining shit
Imma lay back let em know what time it is

I’m really poppin off
Poppin off
Poppin off
(Poppin)
Gucci down to da soles
To da soles
To da soles
(Ay)
Winner ain’t take a loss
Take a loss
Take a loss
(No L’s)
I’m really poppin off
Poppin off
Poppin off
(Poppin)
(Bitch!)

Poppin Off (Prod. Yung CB)

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