| Run up mo'
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| Sound of the gun go poof
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| Grab that spinner from Harry’s
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| Young one did dirt with the magic wand
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| Swing that power of lightening
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| Yeah they tour with reason, cuh me nuh tek treason
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| Bro let’s burn that slytherin
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| Bet he’s all a neek, save me in the time of need
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| Pagan can’t phone me
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| See fake in the eyes of men
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| We never beg friend when we’re there in the time of need
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| My bredrin, how many times did I ride for me life say?
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| How many times? |
| One-two, one-two
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| One-two many time, one-two many time in this life I live
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| Bomboclaat
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| I ain’t had shit, what did I do?
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| Trapped all morning (trapped all morning)
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| I ain’t had shit, what did I do?
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| Trapped all morning (trapped all morning)
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| Nobody had me so what did I do? |
| (huh)
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| Trapped all morning (trapped all morning)
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| What did I do to eat?
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| Trapped all morning (trapped all morning)
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| Aye what, aye what
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| What you saying brudda?
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| Touch my brudda once ya dumb nigga
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| Chout out to my chargie, cheeky
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| Violate bro, man pity
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| Do me like Lenny
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| George got touched and I hold it down
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| Cuh right, on my waist want bait
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| All that talkin' already?
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| Told bro when you bang that, hold steady
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| Me steezy, turned rise them plug
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| What you know about diligent punk?
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| Militant
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| Have you ever licked down doors?
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| Grab that grub, now you aim bags up (okay)
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| What you know about booting doors?
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| When man with machine, know I aim bags up
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| Everybody that guy 'til they get touched
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| Everybody want flee when the dog barks
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| Like how can I beef these nerds
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| They borrow their waps and most of them jam
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| I ain’t had shit, what did I do?
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| Trapped all morning (trapped all morning)
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| I ain’t had shit, what did I do?
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| Trapped all morning (trapped all morning)
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| Nobody had me so what did I do? |
| (huh)
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| Trapped all morning (trapped all morning)
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| What did I do to eat?
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| Trapped all morning (trapped all morning)
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| What I love about me
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| I learnt how to maneuver and juke in silence
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| I don’t trust nobody much, juke and finesse
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| When the system expected me to feel sorry for myself
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| Trap showed me how to get paid, now I can never go broke
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| There’s silence to the jungle
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| Trapped out, put defense up
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| And this made me survive a bit
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| Trapped all morning |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song T.T.M , by - Pa Salieu. Song from the album Send Them To Coventry, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп