Traphouse Mob
Simpz
HL8
Traphouse Mob
Man can’t tell me nuttin’ bout-
Man can’t tell me nuttin’ bout dem boy
Man’s really tryna get me a skeng toy
Man knew bout suttin that’s leng boy
Got food in the bag and it’s peng, boy
Man break down packs in T house
Man swing them shots from {?}
I done it with {?} with Skeng, boy
Man’s really tryna get this spread, boy
I ain’t never been no fed boy
Heard you’re a fed boy, lick you in your ‘ead, boy
I don’t why these n#gg#s ask man
Tell a {?} ’round there with the {?}
Ready to woosh man, skrr and koof man
If the dot-dot ting jams on man
Then Kraze will run up and drop man
Little n#gg#, you don’t want war, fam
See it in your face, brudda, you shook, man
Tеn toes ting man done with T, no KB
Really try drop man
Man turn up thе heat in the cooker
‘Cause Izzy got the frying pan on the backroad
Just waiting to rassclart cook man
Don’t know why they locked up TKid
Man, free up my n#gg# like Tooks, fam
‘Cause that n#gg# there got tekkers
Like maggy with the flick knife ting, just jook man
JazzOnDrills I banged in the face
Young Fat Tye I banged in the face
JamzyKenny I banged to the face
Young GSplash I banged to the face
Young GSmarkz I banged everyday
n#gg#s got tripped, but the yute got chased
Back that, push that, cover that face
Out on the campers, arch some shots
Backed his bro when they both got got
{?} creep ups, ‘cah they got me too
When I got hit, made me dish out wounds
Shout-out Ace, ‘cah we got no names
Larkhall Rise got taped that day
Frenchy done got bored in the face
If Brix’ stepped out endings like {?}
Hate {?} back if {?} you can turn that pack
Weren’t tryna go there
Did that’s that
How many man have I made do laps?
Hella love rap, why your lips like that?
Bare guys talk, but they ain’t involved
Come big Jim, now they’re talking ropes
Don’t do a YB sprint all day
If it weren’t for the cameras he woulda got-
Simpz
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CT Lyrics – Dem Boy