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rfa17 - traumatised lyrics

[rriskii17]
look me in my eyes, still traumatised from all these fat sticks
now they can’t say niknev no more
’round here that sh+t is 66
told my cousin, “get that sh+t in blood”
he’s laying in a ditch
told my other cousin, “better run” he got his head split

n+ggas tryna’ sly we send them back, that b+tch get shot still
keep that talk on my brother, like my brother ain’t get yours k!lled
ju+jumping up on tracks, talking cap, claiming that you slap
boy you know you ain’t slap sh+t
d+don’t lie in them raps

your bro got stabbed, your bro got stabbed, and then we took your man
heard your mum got stabbed, your dad got stabbed, your bro got stabbed again
ain’t no get backs, them boys get lined up
my n+ggas still dizzy, we ain’t gotta’ gеt back
p+ssy come find us

up on the block still
he triеd to run, got tripped and his head peeled
?, come to the zoo, my n+ggas all ?
ain’t no russian, i speak for the streets so you know imma rush in
ain’t no discussion, made star see stars when my gang dropped him
look me in my eyes, still traumatised from all these fat sticks
now they can’t say niknev no more
’round here that sh+t is 66
told my cousin, “get that sh+t in blood”
he’s laying in a ditch
told my other cousin, “better run” he got his head split

[julz17]
we get them traumatised
i chased down j and m, we ? i know they mad at me
jo crawled on someone’s porch and still got bored this sh+ts embarrassing
like j got j and pushed it into his brain
sh+t got sticky, bro got w+lly, gangnem’ poked him up on the train
left untouched, he should’ve left on a bus
but left with wounds instead
don’t try run, might do him like ? and chop up both his legs
jump out whips, gang take su home and stabbed him in front of his crib
stabbed him bad
ran and pushed his b+tch, and still got chopped like a b+tch
gang

aye, i’m tryna’ see what’s up
don’t talk real drillers on that side
so they try leave with us
we done put that pressure on that side
so now they teaming up
talking on my bros, like they ain’t make you go and dig yours up (yours up boy)
n+ggas tryna’ sly we send them back, that b+tch get shot still
keep that talk on my brother, like my brother ain’t get yours k!lled
ju+jumping up on tracks, talking cap, claiming that you slap
boy you know you ain’t slap sh+t
d+don’t lie in them raps

[henny17]
i know they traumatised, we ? lay them out
and the gang go slap sh+t
now let’s got look at the scoreboard
‘cah that sh+t’s telling me they fed 6
they playing safe, and we take the risk for the gang
put that on my last ?
now they can’t say niknev no more, ’cause uati’s packed in a fat spliff
my bro cheffed yours, left one of them dogs on the pavement
i don’t wanna’ hear ’bout orbski’s name
when two of my opps are dead and famous
? fam’ on the news, so how can they say that us boys paigons?
’cause the gang be smoking on 2 pack
they hating on us, they don’t see changes

- rfa17 lyrics

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