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410 - trapping and stacking lyrics

[intro: skengdo, am, rendo & ts]
h-lla rookies tryna move on job, if i get that drop, that’s a next man dropped
alla dat lip but you ain’t on p-ss, chat dem ah chat, gun dem ah kiss
but this rambo knife still doing up flesh
man’s really in the field like gr-ss, man a hit man-

[verse 1: skengdo]
i don’t wanna hear no chat you mug
you got that drop and you still f-cked up
h-lla rookies tryna move on job
if i get that drop, that’s a next man dropped
it be your —–, put it in pots, shot that quick, i’m saving my prof’
mind what you’re sayin’ when you’re chillin’ with thots
cah the thots come back and tell skeng what you’re on
stepped in the k, where’s everyone gone?
i saw one guy, come, we spin the block
we caught aydee, chinged him and moved on
got life, he denied his block
loski chatting like one thot, got caught slippin’, never slapped it off
f-cking neek, boxed my man about to bust up

[verse 2: am]
should i stop when the trapline rings or step back ’round tryna blaze off wigs
it’s numerous times that a man got bucked, denied his friends ’cause he ain’t on sh-t
i love my life but i risk it all, would’ve thought we’re cool ’till i burn that bridge
you come ’round here, you get fried like fish, the blood weren’t red, it went blue like crip
the mandem ride tryna tear out backs, crash out waps, tape off strips
alla dat lip but you ain’t on p-ss, chat dem ah chat, gun dem ah kiss
mad ting life that i live, 22 years, all hollow and sh-t
don’t trust her, she’s swallowing kids, rise some funds, stop borrowing sticks

[chorus: ts]
trapping and stacking
how many stacks have i stacked up cuzzy?
feds been on to the gang cah too many man been splashed up cuzzy
never had no money back then, drop my olders packs, now a man got money
them man rappin’ a life that them man don’t live so them man so funny
trapping and stacking
how many stacks have i stacked up cuzzy?
feds been on to the gang cah too many man been splashed up cuzzy
never had no money back then, drop my olders packs, now a man got money
them man rappin’ a life that them man don’t live so them man so funny

[verse 3: rendo]
fill up my ting with lead, did it on a blacked out ped
brudda tried do that dash, but you’re friend got caught ’cause he lost his breath
free up the 4’s in the can, man did it for the 4’s, we’re the last ones left
bro got a 4’s in his hand, but this rambo knife still doing up flesh
you ain’t never had things in the ride, feds on your back but you can’t got left
you ain’t never had moves uspsuh, peng so white, yeah, it can’t go left
now we’re tying up the yard man link, nuttin’ but dark incess
boom, bow, big burner, tryna hit arms and chest

[verse 4: ts]
two-two shots in a backseats and the window’s tinted
don’t tell me ’bout mileage cah my n-gg-s, we live this
man-man-man’s really in the field like gr-ss, man a hit man up like-
do it in public, cut the ends then laugh
them boy there ain’t in the field, what they rap be fiction, we live this
when man was doing up lines in o, my b so peng, had my b cats twitching
two racks in a day, sold that rudeboy ’cause i be consistent
trap, stack, workrate mad, put all of my prof’ back in then flip this

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