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trapx10 - trap, tr, or t that's it lyrics

[intro]
ghosty
they say i only rap punchlines but real drill will get me bagged
trap, tr
trap, tr, or t, that’s it
trap, tr, or t, that’s it
free guwop, free jt, rip d rose, rip kelvz

[verse 1]
3 double 0 just skidding, skrr on the opp side tryna catch victims
—– tried run away but we tripped him, dipped him, d-mn, he got fed with kitchen
he flicked it ’till i flicked him, bro with the bat, we ain’t playin’ no cricket
tell —– don’t slide in sliders, left his slippers ’cause he was slippin’
pushing civilians, screaming “help”, no shock, that’s —–
and how they adding k’s on us? you ain’t dropped no one, gang does
free jt, got locked for a body, nineteen years, opps cry over pigeons
if i got jail, it’s part of the game but them man are lame ’cause they always snitches

i can’t leave cell with this cro’ and i just got this box on co’
so don’t move slow with my dro’
back then we was h-ttin’ licks, runnin’ in a whole leap of homes
now we get rid of a whole leap of zeds, pebs, bro got links for the —–
on the two fifth, man’s got it locked, if it weren’t double o then it was five
grew up from young in the lambeth streets, so most man’s family tied
just see me, don’t stop, i’m tryna put a fourth opp on my knife
oh, it’s calm, he got wet tryna get some food but that weren’t me, it was ——
came up off conny, used to have packs flying out in colly
left cl-ss, ends phone was banging too much, had to get my trap set properly
me and k took a nine of poppy, next day we took a nine off donny
can’t remember his name, i see him in ——, keep your head down from me
protect my n-gg-s on the two-four, they probably trappin’ two-four
lent me a pair of twenty threes, just got two, now i’m coppin’ two more
i can’t bring that gauge on walkies, but what you think the .22’s for?
twenty one had me two bowls, call up bro, he’s bringing two more

[outro]
they say i only rap punchlines but real drill will get me bagged
it was point blank when…
again, it was me when…
ten bags stain, hit it up with the gang, if you try give us nine get bucked with the mash
trap tr in the t for the bands, hittin’ all these sales, couldn’t miss no cash

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