Trapattoni Freestyle S4
You can never talk about best
Niggas wanna talk about leaps and bounds but they're moving like H from Steps
Tryna come against a nigga that was raised on kweff
You must have got grades on F
My don no bother take no test
Turn dark on a nigga like I'm Akon's neck
I tell them wait one sec.
Look I'm built for the drama
My Trinidad link said da ting set mad ain't nutting coming out of the harbor
Man ill call up my African dons and ill tell the whole west side niggas dem charge up
Ill be up in Ja at the Portland docks for the shipment coming from Ghana
Full of Draco's and one of dem llama
Bad man where
Man I tread my foot with no care
You could be the baddest Yuta there from London
You could never run your block when I'm there
And I'm never try hear no talk cos that's air
Death when I clap my hands there's no prayer
Come from the cloth of the best I won't tear
When I got the wrap in the trap its no fair
White man wanna break bread tryna tell me come link but i think he will assault me
He left half of the dark with the Asians
So i know dat everything coolie
Side note: hang tight all ah my Bengalis
Murder could never come call me
Life hands niggas out their P45
When i pull up on then with the P40
Season DEAD
Niggas wanna talk about leaps and bounds but they're moving like H from Steps
Tryna come against a nigga that was raised on kweff
You must have got grades on F
My don no bother take no test
Turn dark on a nigga like I'm Akon's neck
I tell them wait one sec.
Look I'm built for the drama
My Trinidad link said da ting set mad ain't nutting coming out of the harbor
Man ill call up my African dons and ill tell the whole west side niggas dem charge up
Ill be up in Ja at the Portland docks for the shipment coming from Ghana
Full of Draco's and one of dem llama
Bad man where
Man I tread my foot with no care
You could be the baddest Yuta there from London
You could never run your block when I'm there
And I'm never try hear no talk cos that's air
Death when I clap my hands there's no prayer
Come from the cloth of the best I won't tear
When I got the wrap in the trap its no fair
White man wanna break bread tryna tell me come link but i think he will assault me
He left half of the dark with the Asians
So i know dat everything coolie
Side note: hang tight all ah my Bengalis
Murder could never come call me
Life hands niggas out their P45
When i pull up on then with the P40
Season DEAD
Credits
Writer(s): Trapa Ttoni
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