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trapx10 - what you done? lyrics

[intro: sd, pr and trapx10]
ay, f+ckin’ bando, sd, f+ckin’ banged up right now
shout out my n+ggas pr, shoutout trapx10, you get me
f+ckin’, shoutout the sad’s, free the sad’s, free the drillers
on job, you know how we do it, gang sh+t
what you done in these streets?
n+ggas talk bread cah they’re scared of +++
n+ggas talk bread, that’s music please
i’ve spent through ps on plenty t++
a lot of man shy when we talk ’bout works
four in the he+rs+ then they turn to +++
just sighted an opp, tell bro “reverse”
jump out, burst, bang and ++++

[verse 1: pr]
add [?] in a week
cause a lot of them are built like us man
12 gague and a rucksack, bruck that
wind down the window and bun that
peddy in d, i gotta make it back
feds on the rest, don’t make bro come back
bro still smiles and i love that
25 years, the sh+t, just f+ck that
i think it hurt me more
with 4 in the can and they took my brother
the shotgun bells won’t stutter
ask my man cah it left him f+ck up
sad, we’re nutters
screamin’ fed, ours blades will stab up
[?] in an addison lee tryna move this brucka
i ain’t gotta talk what we done
four turned bud and one was dust
in skengs we trust
jump out gang, get done like [?]
i got latex on, no gloves
bubble+wrapped, i don’t wanna get stung
[?] got splashed in his lung
his brother dodged corn and it [?]

[verse 2: trapx10]
most these trappers broke
and ain’t got sh+t to show
nineteen half, free sacks and poles
two shotguns and a handting cold
jewelry box, that’s 25
all from my line, doin’ plenty of pies
rollies on, got my rambo knife
get drenched up quick tryna take what’s mine
i love when i sight these opps on glide
i just let two go while the ride was movin’
never mind back tryna beef, then losin’
16 bell+free weeks, ain’t bootin’
mulla try [?] my man through the window
feds say he’s involved, jail he’s ruined
jt put 6 man on his blade
one +++ shaved, free him up, he’s a nuisance
wagwan for dem boy that rap jugg
when the real life they don’t live it
caught two opps and i soaked that one
don’t go away so you know man’s livin’
two red bells in the 12
brang that off, see the pellets spittin’
but when broski let that buss
i see man duss when the fours is kickin’

[chorus: pr and trapx10]
what you done in these streets?
n+ggas talk bread cah they’re scared of beef
n+ggas talk bread, that’s music please
i’ve spent through ps on plenty tees
a lot of man shy when we talk ’bout works
four in the he+rs+ then they turn to weed
just sighted an opp, tell bro “reverse”
jump out, burst, bang and skeet (baow)
what you done in these streets?
n+ggas talk bread cah they’re scared of beef
n+ggas talk bread, that’s music please
i’ve spent through ps on plenty tees
a lot of man shy when we talk ’bout works
four in the he+rs+ then they turn to weed
just sighted an opp, tell bro “reverse”
jump out, burst, bang and skeet (baow)

[outro]
sykes

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