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letra de war - trapx10

[intro]
leave yards full of sticks if i bag that weed, left yards full of sticks when the beef got peak
double tap and skate, anywhere it goes, back roads or mains
sykes, sykes
mad up
sykes, sykes
yeah

[chorus: trapx10 & c1]
trap fit, get rid of the pack quick, don’t need gym just to get my gains
is it me or the fame? suttin’ get touched and the hill’s to blame
we smoked his dog with the star, lift man’s arm, don’t even strain
double tap and skate, anywhere it goes, back roads or mains
leave yards full of sticks if i bag that weed, left yards full of sticks when the beef got peak
smell proof pack that half a b ’cause she lives with her mum and my dro’ just reeks
i still got beef with f-cking neeks, they always run when the handting beats
i’ll tap this one ’nuff time like a cheat, back my bro and he’ll back my beef

[verse 1: trapx10]
rolling dirty, me and the gangdem, that’s corn flying out at random
gotta look out, one eye, no plankton, feds pop up, i’m ghost, no phantom
bro traps buju, no banton, i always got dro’ ’round me, that’s standard
i wear a mask, they’re calling me handsome, groupies, swing that one to the mandem
always down for a drink like vimto, no unders, too tall to limbo
on moves, get busy, pull up to your with thingies, break out like gringo
tell my man open his window, or get slapped or sliced, no kimbo
in the strip get busy, i don’t need gym, still ’round weight, no jimbo
i’m always ’round 1kg but i don’t know no yutes from kensal
if you don’t wanna make these bands then i’ll leave you like adam did kendall
no one can’t chat for the guys, you’re mental, fill that lead, longtime use pencils
splash through his whip, that’s dreadful, deep or kway, should’ve crashed them rental
i told bro dig that opp, then he got it from his head to his air force
should’ve cut like his bredrin did, them man made to skate like airwalk
bros wanna swerve and skid, i’m one call away from getting chingy
put man in the er then make it home for holby city

[verse 2: c1]
if it weren’t by i then it must’ve been m
us man walking around with shottys, that’s just living the life of intent
bang for my bros, walk off for a friend, i bet you won’t see me again
i chill with three money making m’s and i ain’t gonna stop ’till the mandem set
anything marjay wants, she’ll get, couldn’t care less, that’s money well spent
splash up a opp, that’s chest and neck
anywhere it goes, on them man set it and run a man down ’till i run out of breath
and then come back again, it’s likely them man don’t have no sense
you don’t wanna get splashed or drenched, gun smoke for those on the fence
i know that too ’cause i can be too, seen a o, i don’t need no preview
redrum, no beetroot, white t splashed now it’s looking all see through
she’s like, “c, can i see you? i’m home alone and i more than need you”
“do you know that i love you?”, nevermind that cah i know i love me too

[outro]
sykes, sykes

- trapx10

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