paroles de chanson Franklin Trevor and Michael - Sus
Traphouse
Mob
Ay,
Mobz,
that
sounds
wavey
If
I
say
it's
on,
it's
final
Two
shanks,
.44
and
a
rifle
Tit
for
tat,
it's
a
dangerous
cycle
With
S
and
S,
that's
my
bros
Coming
like
Franklin,
Trevor
and
Micheal
Swing
my
shank
and
tear
up
your
vitals
4,
gon'
fuck
up
your
spinal
Golden
boot,
I
done
got
the
title
Sh
got
sh,
no
chance
of
revival
Peng-peng,
ting,
I
sent
her
the
eyeballs
One
week
on
she's
sucking
on
my
balls
Hit
her
back,
she's
taking
it
all
in
Don't
get
no
slop
on
my
Jordans
Countless
times
I
rid
out
of
boredom
Heard
bare
screams
of
pain
when
SY
bored
him
Yo,
no
snoring
Told
my
youngboy:
"Get
up
and
hit
the
shops
in
the
morning"
Don't
act
dumb,
if
you've
been
cautioned
You
ain't
left
an
opp-boy
crawling
Holding
his
guts,
tryna
keep
that
all
in
Head
in
his
hands,
like,
will
bro
live
But
hands
on
his
head,
tryna
stop
blood
pouring
(oh
fuck)
Ay,
but
hands
on
his
head,
tryna
stop
blood
pouring
48
hours
serving
cells
Now
I
got
more
coins
than
a
wishing
well
We
took
his
life,
can't
shed
no
light
But
I
know
he's
a
kuff
and
he's
going
hell
The
.44
run
out
of
sweets
But
the
.38
still
got
three
shells
But
I
don't
care,
I'll
do
it
with
knives
But
the
dot-dot
got
15
bells
On
the
opp-block
with
A-Team
lurking
Searching,
buck
into
opp,
its
curtains
Chinged
'nuff
man,
my
shank
ain't
a
virgin
Fuck
the
net
ting
buck
me
in
person
I'm
a
problem
and
they
know
this
Young
G's
chat
shit,
ching
up
their
oldest
Jump
out
cars
and
swing
up
on
shoulders
Trip,
fall
over,
it's
game
over
Done
it
in
brucked
down,
done
it
in
sportscars
Had
a
ZK
that
went
through
four
opps
In
one
ride
I
slid
through
four
blocks
Buck
into
cops,
that
ride
get
called
off
(going
back)
Aye
likkleman
cool
off
I
ain't
seen
none
of
that
smoke
you
talk
of
Done
gripped
.44
longs
or
sawn
offs
How
many
times
BA
beat
corn
off
Look,
run
a
man
down
for
sport
Way
too
quick
but
he
still
got
caught
How
many
18
plates
got
bought
A
opp
got
bored
and
a
car
got
torched
In
chest
and
high
of
course
How
many
times
have
we
chinged
man
thoughts?
How
many
times
* chinged
man's
head
Back
and
chest,
tryna
leave
man
dead
In
AG
I'm
one
of
the
best
And
in
CT
scored
more
than
the
rest
Wait
one
sec,
can't
forget
about
S
He
done
went
Cres
and
put
it
in
necks
Took
man's
pack
and
he
tried
send
threats
Pulled
up
same
day
and
two
got
cheffed
Don't
know
how
I
get
chat
from
Tempz
His
mum
is
a
cat
and
his
older's
dead
A
minute
ago
I
ran
out
of
breath
But
Striker's
fast
and
he
swiped
his
legs
You
know
what's
next,
a
knife
in
his
head
With
no
remorse
I'd
do
it
again
Aye
free
my
friends
BA,
CK
and
H
in
the
pen
Aye
free
my
friends
BA,
CK
and
H
in
the
pen
Free
my
fucking
friends
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