Trap Mafia II
TOMMY SLIME
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3 Months ago, they lock up my gang 44 DawGs it's still in my head I stay on the low, listen to Fred. I sip overdose my lyrics on point I trap for a living ma guy I rep for ma city on god You niqqas ain't trapping nolie I'm runnin with gorillas squad I stand for the gang no cap I'm coming so hard like penetration I shock you niqqas like electricity Ma gang at ma back like some allergies I'm calling for bang where is Makaveli? Hey maka, buss at yo opp and burst en belly Show no mercy, wo nnyɛ mercy Johnson I'm featuring Omar, You know R2bees They refuse to be broke that's why I f*ck with Mugeez The whole gang meeting then I'm sorting police Cause I still got hurt when they lock all my gees Free up Paperz and free up Maleek They hijacked no cars, they supposed to be freed I'm ticking the bars like Kwadwo Sheldon I'm going to Mars, with out no rockets I'm trying to farm for John Dumelo This niqqas be cheap than Nsawam boflot Since I nyom she ain't left me alone, sweet in de blow She dialing ma phone, she want f*ck on the low Raised in the killers zone yɛbɛ kwashey wo bro they killing em folks Sofo ma country been going so nut Adwen no bom ɔman no ayɛ hot Omo yi no low na omo ahyɛ no tough From top to down me nyinaaa yɛ kpoo Woka wo yadeɛ aa na yɛ ma wo doze This trappers be funny like Weezy en jokes F*ck Fanta, I wanna sell some coke I see what you think, but I'm never on drugs It's 60 degrees I'm bringing the heat I'm trappin at least, I'm living for free What ain't meant to be was meant to be This money and fame was meant to be Ma yung niqqa buss a Patek The next of the day, his killers were 10 I f*ck with NBA like the niqqa Ben 10 Your friend has a friend so tell me your friend? Friends of enemies, enemies of friends This street so sad, I don't have a friend Rest In Peace ma niqqa Alex,I wish you with me but Jah Jah no best All this money for Yeezy's and Tequila, Carter Free up the geez and free up Adija, Palmer I'm on 3 good rolls no boka, amnesia You niqqa's s be buggin a lot I trap for a living ma Dawg I'm trapping on Jesus on God At the top I refuse to come down Pussy boy looking so dump He snitch on me, he looking so John I delete and block, that niqqa a frog He always they hop OG give me the glock, I shoot at the opp Ma killi them giving no chance we ready fi war Running man down From asylum Down Where we grind up they ain't support my shit But all I know is to grind up Give me one chance I go murder this rappers non stop like obidipon and still Trap F*ck their bars, I'm at kanta back Even if ano blow, I still might Trap You see the swag, there's flex in the rap I was born in the Trap selling party Drugs Kanta those days when we selling rags It's been 10 old years I been listening 2 pac R.I.P Ovox and DD and Dad One of niqqa's die in killers attack 3 Months ago, they lock up my gang, 44 dawgs it's still in my head I stay on the low, listen to Fred. I sip overdose My lyrics on point
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