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jegz1 - trap card lyrics
make john monnies till i own a hublot
won’t get that sh_t cos you’re a fkn touvlo
wish lanka was one nation, no pauline hanson
born in the flats but ill die in a mansion
t. r. a. p. to rise above poverty
last to f_ck with me got belted
them kids got touched we pelled it
drink up with set, i’ll send it
advice to the yungins buy stock not rock
if time is money i’ve got a stopped clock
f_ck with me quad cos chockablock
gun shots thru walls can’t hide on my block
f_ck
no mink on me tho
b dub fkn h
gangway
aight
look
how can i run outta bars
when i got too much to say
saw a young g down at the corners
solemn cos he didn’t come back today
flip pack, quick sell like fifa
put c_nts to sleep, anesthesia
that girl said man was ugly
then piped for 2 grams of fkn reefa
that girl a thot i won’t root her
but i will get a blown like a tuba
stomp c_nts just like a goomba
run this sh_t like its fkn cuba
i like my girls dark like chocolate
got power, don’t need no gauntlet
mums life if you touch my wallet
my boys will crack you into an omlette
i’m sick of you c_nts all talking
i’m sick of the opp boys walking
you men aren’t even balling
g checked me and now we’re f_ckin warring
disappeared, but this ain’t taken
just cheated i was like ok then
it was dumb to put my faith in
only loyalty to gang affiliation
make an opp stop then i stomp the opp
trust me i’m a boss don’t treat like a flop
moved onto caps, cos it’s dry with the crop
and if they ask hows the gang mums life were on top
10 toes down, jegz1 never fold
wanna jump me or so i’ve been told
touch my phone, and i’ll act all cold
brotherhood at my school, finish the race for a gold
g checked me see what happened brotherhood strong you f_cks all lacking
respect on my name from numerous stabbings
expanded my business it hit moorabin
i’m a dealer
i’m a driller
i’m the realist
you cannot get realer
product top sh_t
shipped from manilla
minimal words, this is tequila
if i changed it for the better
f_ck that sh_t i burnt her letter
cuz i wish i never met her
his sh_t was dead ill leave him deader
student of the year, ratta marr
stop the car your men not hard
their not on par, jack your car
run your cards, they finish last
hardest in melbourne, we’re not from london
used my strap, but now its sunken
boss moves, got connects to russians
i don’t cap i keep it 100
my g’s we don’t window shop
just got the 66 and i kept it on lock
my lads dont scam they push that rock
drilled him again that’s an aftershock
i’m half tamil, and i’m half sinhala
oi lad rev that triple cylinder
speak on the bible bring the parishioner
imma go from a dealer to a fkn prime minister
i only speak respect
put her new man into a deck
leb with the shoo no lekh
pressure on his mate that’s f_ckin check
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