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trappo stoke - hoods hottest lyrics

[part i]

[verse]
said i’m taking off, cali got me baking off
sitting in this bando with my akhis and we’re making guwop
saying that they make money but they can’t take a loss
and if you ain’t been a runner, fam you can’t be a boss
from a young age stress is what i’ve gone through
talking bout my family then my drillers gonna hunt you
coming through a dottys and back doors are what we run through
and don’t try patrol up on our block cah that’s a dumb move
you’ll get hit in your back or your chest
only got love for my family, f+ck the rest
gelato 41 and we ain’t smoking on the sess
before it gets out of hand you better go and call the ref
cause it can get sticky, shottas like bricky
nuff y.g.’s on the block with their fl!ckies
they can get drippy, i ain’t talking bout fashion
if my donny puts his arm up out the window he will clap it
when i’m whipping up the white, yeah i whip it with a passion
put the coke on the stove and mix it with the magic
them pagans slid through and their scene got tragic
running up on mans, like all of you can have it
it ain’t a nice life what my brothers living
couple bros in the grave and couple bros in prison
i’ve seen man act up, get touched and turn to victims
couldn’t take a couple jukks and now these p+ssies be singing
i know my bros all active on the roadside
put a hand on my fam, i’m gonna take your bro’s life
a grabbed the four and a half and it weren’t co+signed
shots bang on my strip like it’s a coke line
on the field, all my bros them are match fit
touch one of mine, guarantee that we will slap wigs
three cats waiting in the alley, that’s a hat+trick
my la gang all slappy, shout out adriz
now i’m o.t. serving, pull up in a german
remember when the trap weren’t working
got beef with some b+tches, when i see ’em then it’s curtains
riding out in dingers, they don’t wanna see us lurking
and if my bro’s got beef then i’ll back that
internet gangsters, only beefing man on snapchat
come around again and you p+ssies will get clapped at
come from the block, when we was young we used to tax man
don’t step on the field if you ain’t match fit
light up your rasclaat block like a matchstick
ask about trappo, yeah they’ll tell you that i’m active
[part ii]

[verse]
hood’s hottest, yeah they know me in my city
one man army, i don’t need no gang with me
rise the machine if you’re f+cking with my k!lly
walking through my ends, you’ll need more than a fl!cky
hood’s hottest, yeah they know me in my city
one man army, i don’t need no gang with me
rise the machine if you’re f+cking with my k!lly
walking through my ends, you’ll need more than a fl!cky
presidential on my block, i’m like joe biden
touch one of my g’s then we’re all riding
ding dong whips when my drillers go sliding
say they’ve got waps but i know them boy lying
h+lla pagans said that they’re gon’ smoke man
shut your mouth little boy, you’re just a joke man
i’ve got this whole rap game in a choke fam
so watch how you’re talking when you’re trying to approach man
hood’s hottest, yeah they know me in my city
one man army, i don’t need no gang with me
rise the machine if you’re f+cking with my k!lly
walking through my ends, you’ll need more than a fl!cky

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