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five finger posse – trapped in the trench كلمات اغاني

[intro]
anyway it’s young mojo
shoutout my working on dying n-gg-s
we still trapped and juggin’ here
we trapped in the trenches
circle 5 b-tch, welcome to h-ll
circle 5

[chorus]
trapped in the trench (trench)
gotta make it out this b-tch, i need green like the grinch (bands)
we ballin’ full court (swish)
all these lames they be hating cause they riding on the bench (benches)
trapped in the trench (trapped in the trench)
gotta make it out this b-tch, i need green like the grinch (bands)
we ballin’ full court
all these lames they be hating man they riding on the bench (they ridin’ the bench)

[verse 1]
i’m finer than my b-tch (finer than my hoe)
rare pieces from the thrift spent the check on my kicks (spent the cash)
dope runnin’ in the fifth (dope run)
shoutsout to them [?] my n-gg-s with the sh-ts (sh-ts)
bl–dy like a horror flick
shoutsout lil b cause i flex that 36 (woo!)
man your hoe on my d-ck (she on my d-ck)
but that ain’t my fault, n-gg-, just control your b-tch (control your b-tch)
2-2-3 in the whip
steven spielberg, man, i’m shooting all these clips (rra rra rra rra)
i threw some racks on the b-tch
you can call me 9k cause that hoe finna strip (she finna strip)

[chorus]
trapped in the trench (trench)
gotta make it out this b-tch, i need green like the grinch (ayy, ayy)
we ballin’ full court (real pimp sh-t)
all these lames they be hating cause they riding on the bench (they ridin’ the bench)

[verse 2]
big bands and they bustin’ out the seams (racks)
puttin’ holes in my f-ckin’ tommy jeans (jeans)
vintage n-gg- you know i don’t f-ck with ‘preme
lame n-gg-s see us and they jock the st–ze (and they jock it)
hood goth sh-t straight from the trenches (trench)
shawty f-ckin’ with me cause we up next b-tch
witchcraft shawty and she got the demon tats
and she heard that i was pimpin’ and i’m tryna make some cash
curry in the palace rollin’ off them xans
got a goth shawty in the pentagram
sell a couple souls then i do the money dance
god d-mn my thumbs hurt from counting all these f-ckin’ bands

[verse 3]
yo, it’s scotty too hottie (woo)
i don’t f-ck with the mollies (woo)
but i f-ck with the xans
and i f-ck with the thotties (thotties)
and she f-ck with the molly (molly)
she sniffin’ white like she bobby
she know young mojo too c-cky
gotham she callin’ me papi
all my b-tches they foreign
all your b-tches they borin’ (borin’)
see an opp yeah i’m scorin’ (scorin’)
call my bro get to pourin’ (pourin’)
[?] got me snorin’ (snorin’)
i need the racks like i’m tourin’ (tourin’)
never lack i ain’t snorin’
got the heat yeah i’m torchin’

[outro]
look
it’s still circle 5 b-tch
by this point you already know who the f-ck it is
tread

- five finger posse

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