trap trap trap

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it's the m************ trap squad when I was young they used to call me whack job but now I am the one I'm a rap god money over bitches I rep that mob got them b****** going whoa like a Black Rob smoking gas back to back I could smack God money coming too slow needa fast job I ain't talking fast food like my last job I would rather smack you leave your ass robbed, now they rapping so they capping in they rap ock ain't no game leaving bleeding on the blacktops black Balled from my street where we snatch opps the ones from out of town bucks county jackpots no I keep my street like a padlocks I stay dressed to the T for these whack cops, please believe i say cheese for them snapshots and you know I keep some cheese for them rat opps pussy on my my crotch like a laptop the man can't find what shorty that spot busting them cheeks going deep til her back pop, I do this shit different ask me what the difference is I do work for business bitch you a salty little bitter of b*** making moves off ignorance welcome to the wilderness violence and disfigurements fucked up Bones n ligaments you know we move like militants no such thing as innocence just very violent incidents just villains moving vigilant so violence becomes imminent don't matter who sick of it think that you get rid of it but really this is infinite when it comes to the streets you an immigrant increment been about the 4 5

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4 years ago

Tony Norris

4 years ago

will never judge

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4 years ago

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