Originally, Kenoe began sending both pop and hip-hop songs to Minaj when he heard that production of her sophomore album had begun. Mixing of the song was done by Chabaz with additional help from Sher at Conway Studios. It was recorded at Conway Studios in Los Angeles, California by Ariel Chabaz and Finis "KY" White with assistance from Jon Sher. "Beez in the Trap" was written by Minaj, Maurice Jordan, and 2 Chainz, while production was handled by Kenoe. Minaj recruited rapper 2 Chainz for "Beez in the Trap". An accompanying music video for the track was released on Vevo on April 6, 2012. Musically, "Beez in the Trap" is primarily an electro- hop and hardcore hip hop song which features a retro 1980s gangsta rap production and elements of dubstep, grime, and trap. The track was released as the album's third single on following " Starships" and " Right by My Side". It was written by Minaj, Maurice Jordan, and 2 Chainz, who contributed a guest verse to the song, while production was handled by Kenoe. Son gatos del norte del sur Ohio Pittsburgh, que St." Beez in the Trap" is a song by Trinidadian-American rapper and singer Nicki Minaj for her second studio album, Pink Friday: Roman Reloaded (2012).
Hombre, estoy en Texas, hombre, estoy en una ciudad Entonces estoy en Chi-town o Miami cerrándolo Es que Nueva Orleans, es Los Ángeles o The Bay Es Nueva York, Filadelfia y todo el DMV Soy un jugador de Detroit. Las perras no son nada y no dicen nada Cien hijos no pueden decirme nada Yo beez en la trampa, abeja beez en la trampa Yo beez en la trampa, abeja beez en la trampa Maldita sea, maldita sea lo que dicen de mí? ❼ómo sé, tío, que está en tu galleta? Si me golpean, balanceándome sobre una gran bruja Cómo sé hombre, estoy cagando en tu vida entera Hombre, he hecho eso, hombre, me han salido Y si ella no está tratando de dársela entonces la dejan Déjame abrir ese U-ie, putita Podría gastar un par de miles sólo para abrir eso No bromees, como tu nombre Hulk Hogan Negga mueve peso y vende pero vive en Hoboken Escupo esa grieta, como si estuviera en esa trampa Así que si necesitas un golpe entonces estoy con ese bateīien, Nicki Nicki Nicki, póntelo en el riñón Tengo un nuevo LS 450, no hay llaves en este “do-hicky Si no estuviera rapeando, estaría atrapando Si no estuviera atrapando, sería un chulo Si no fuera el pimpin 'lo estoy consiguiendo, punto No fumo ningún Bobby, pero mi denim es de Ricky Le compré a tu chica una Molly y fumaremos fuerte y bebemos Recuperé mi top para que puedas ver lo que he estado pensando Si me conoces Entonces sabes que he estado pensando en Franklin Dinero, miles, pantalones de la verdadera religión Tengo una casa privada, comenzó desde las casas públicas Asesino de tejido de pelo, Kevin excitante de corazón Audi A8, les dijo Audi 5000, uh Las perras no son nada y no dicen nada Cien hijos no pueden decirme nada Un beez en la trampa, abeja beez en la trampa Un beez en la trampa, abeja beez en la trampa
Louis on deck It's Delaware, Connecticut, It's New Jersey got hella bricks It's Queens, Brooklyn and yea they're wildin' Bronx, Harlem, and Staten Island 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. 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, uhĭamn, damn what they say about me? How I know man, fuck is on your biscuit? If I get hit, swinging on a big bitch How I know man, I'm shitting on your whole lifeīitches 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 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 Bitch 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