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#What is beez in the trap crack
Think of Ice-T on “I’m Your Pusher,” where the skill of making hit records and selling you a hit of crack become one in the same (Nicki references the song with “I spit that crack, like I’m in that trap / So if you need a hit…”), or Public Enemy’s “My Uzi Weighs a Ton,” by which Chuck D really meant “My lyrics are awesome and will destroy you,” not, “I’m going to shoot you with an Uzi.” I’m turning this into some grad-school bullshit, I know (David Foster Wallace even wrote about this in 1990’s Signifying Rappers), but this was the function of most rap up until N.W.A. She’s successfully occupying the trap, ground zero for hardness, and calling its inhabitants “bitches,” all to prove that she is the consummate rhyming bad-ass. Former No Limit soldier Kenoe’s drip-drip synth with a little bit of an echo beat is very now in a stupidly, awesomely simple “Rack City” way, but it’s also as spare and raw as something that could’ve popped up on Rhyme Pays.Īnother way that “Beez in the Trap” is retro: Nicki employs street hardness as a signifier of how great she is at rapping, not as an attempt to actually convince anybody that she’s “hood” or any of that authenticity nonsense. Dre aphorism, “bitches ain’t shit,” and then makes it her own by throwing that misogynist bullshit right back. She matches the vocal delivery of Schoolly D’s “P.S.K What Does It Mean?” and Ice-T’s “6 N’ The Mornin’,” and quotes that Dr. Bitches ain't shit and they ain't say nothing A hundred motherfuckers can't tell me nothing A beez in the trap, bee beez in the trap A beez in the trap, bee beez in the trap Bitches ain't shit and they ain't say nothing A hundred motherfuckers can't tell me nothing A beez in the trap, bee beez in the trap A beez in the trap, bee beez in the trap Man, I been did that, man, I been popped off And if she ain't trying to give it then she get dropped off Let me bust that U-ie, bitch bust that open Might spend a couple thou' just to bust that open Rip it off no joking, like your name Hulk Hogan Nigga's move weight and sell but live in Hoboken I spit that crack, like I'm in that trap So if you need a hit then I'm with that bat Bitches ain't shit and they ain't say nothing A hundred motherfuckers can't tell me nothing A beez in the trap, bee beez in the trap A beez in the trap, bee beez in the trap Bitches ain't shit and they ain't say nothing A hundred motherfuckers can't tell me nothing A beez in the trap, bee beez in the trap A beez in the trap, bee beez in the trap Okay now Nicki Nicki Nicki, put it in your kidney Got a new LS 450, ain't no keys in this do-hicky If I weren't rappin' I be trappin' If I weren't trappin' I be pimpin' If weren't pimpin' I be gettin' it, period I don't smoke no bobby, but my denim be from ricky Got your girl a molly and we smoke loud and drinkin' Got my top back so you can see what I been thinkin' If you know me Then you know I've been thinking Franklin Money, thousands, True Religion trousers Got a private home, started from them public houses Hair weave killer, Kevin heart arouser Audi A8, told them Audi 5000, uh Bitches ain't shit and they ain't say nothing A hundred motherfuckers can't tell me nothing A beez in the trap, bee beez in the trap A beez in the trap, bee beez in the trap Bitches ain't shit and they ain't say nothing A hundred motherfuckers can't tell me nothing A beez in the trap, bee beez in the trap A beez in the trap, bee beez in the trap Damn, damn what they say about me? I don't know man, fuck is on your biscuit? If I get hit, swinging on a big bitch I don't know man, I'm shitting on your whole life Damn, damn what they say about me? I don't know man, fuck is on your biscuit? If I get hit, swinging on a big bitch I don't know man, I'm shitting on your whole life Bitches ain't shit and they ain't say nothing A hundred motherfuckers can't tell me nothing I beez in the trap, bee beez in the trap I beez in the trap, bee beez in the trap Man I'm out in Texas, man, I'm out in A-town Then I'm up in Chi-town or Miami shuttin' it down It's that New Orleans, It's LA or The Bay It's New York, Philly and the whole DMV I'm a Detroit Player, man it's north south cats Ohio Pittsburgh, that St.So, “Beez in the Trap” is Nicki Minaj’s gangsta rap record, right? In the loose, street-rap context that shouts out crack sales and rounds up a guest verse from 2 Chainz, for sure, but also because of the way it nods to the late-’80s, minimalist origins of the genre.