Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Trapping Ain't Dead, artist - Section Boyz. Date of issue: 27.08.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Trapping Ain't Dead |
| Quick, phoned up bro and he gave me a brick |
| Hopped out the cab, never came in a whip |
| Box in the bag, not trainers and kicks |
| On a trap round, ain’t changing a bit |
| With a mad brown that claim she my bitch |
| Tell a Nigga act right |
| I was slaved to a pit |
| But came with shit’s |
| Say something on my hip, like Jada Kiss |
| I got a D blow, that’s against law |
| I don’t ever leave that for attention |
| Peace now, I don’t care if you messed up |
| Tell a nigga better be round If he get none |
| Fuck your dead squad |
| And your CT, and your CD |
| And your best song |
| I just put a hammer down |
| In a peng block |
| I just put a banger down in a desktop |
| (2: Sleeks) |
| I don’t want no cheesy |
| Tell her amnesia cos I’m needy |
| Got a box in a bag |
| For that lobs in my hand |
| And that price that I got Kinda Cheapy |
| I’m old school like Tweenies |
| Now tryna use TV might see me |
| Got a freaaky girl named Cee-Cee |
| Gimme uckk |
| When I’m driving speedy |
| Don’t give a fuck dem Guys are needy |
| Mana get bucked with the hand ting Easy |
| With the clutch 6 gears |
| Skeet, Skeet |
| Fresh tires on the rim |
| Screetch, Screetch |
| I’ll be running with the ball, that’s mad b |
| I got a box with tools like Andy |
| On a wave like Jetski |
| And I don’t miss shots like Heskey |
| (Swift) |
| Still up in the ends |
| Man still me |
| Can’t walk in my creps |
| Man run when they see me |
| Look at these skets |
| They so needy |
| Put your hand on my friend |
| Why you trying to beef me |
| Trapping ain’t dead |
| My connect’s still breathing |
| Trapping ain’t dead |
| My connect’s still breathing |
| Trapping ain’t dead |
| My connect’s still breathing |
| Trapping ain’t dead |
| My connect’s still breathing |
| (3: Inch) |
| 0ld 50 here everything ah get luck off |
| Plus the brothers dem good |
| Man trapline pap off |
| Everything easy |
| Man she touch me, Tease me |
| Dem man are lemon man squeezy |
| Manaman are pepperman easy |
| Dem man are freddy man 'fraid doe |
| Just done an event, That’s play’dough |
| Gyal strip down when I say so |
| Man will do road, In the main road |
| Bait face, Man I never lay low |
| Course man trynna get paid tho |
| Gyal got a backy like J’Lo |
| Man have to shutup when I say so |
| (4: K’Nine) |
| Tell a boy don’t try me, used to run from the plug on a cosign me |
| Ten toes on the street that’s a Nikey |
| Chillin' in a bando with some YG’s |
| Smoking so much dope I look Chinese |
| Bruv what’s up, Can’t hear you with simeys |
| Brother say with me, Ain’t gonna leave |
| Soon as I get the pack you know its gotta leave |
| After she give me hatty, you know she gotta leave |
| Young boy got a strap, Don’t bother me |
| Akh got two packs, Makavelli |
| R.I.P. |
| to somebody smelly |
| Used to see us chilling outside Morley’s |
| Now they see us on the show or on Telly |
| Section we in the street for the readies |
| But I squeeze for the Ps dont tempt me, |
| (Swift) |
| Still up in the ends |
| Man still me |
| Can’t walk in my creps |
| Man run when they see me |
| Look at these skets |
| They so needy |
| Put your hand on my friend |
| Why you trying to beef me |
| Trapping ain’t dead |
| My connect’s still breathing |
| Trapping ain’t dead |
| My connect’s still breathing |
| Trapping ain’t dead |
| My connect’s still breathing |
| Trapping ain’t dead |
| My connect’s still breathing |
| (5: Littlez) |
| Still up in the ends, You can see me |
| Getting P’s in the trap That’s easy |
| Bro got the Chris Brown, Not breezy |
| In my black Clothes, Looking all greezy |
| That gyal she a sket, She’s sleezy |
| Wanna talk like they’re real, Oh Really |
| Smoke on me I came with the chimney |
| You can get corn, If a man wanna beef me |
| Still up in the streets, Still up in the pave |
| And I know nuff' pengtings in a rave |
| Gyal get a beat, They don’t wanna behave |
| Section Boy, Team Squeeze in a place |
| I dare a man put a hand on my friend |
| You can get a blade, If you wanna act brave |
| Still up in the ends, That’s south for the Thames |
| None of these Niggas can’t surf on the wave |
| (6: Swift) |
| Still up in the ends, How you ain’t seen me |
| Put a brick up in Z’s, Now I feel sleepy |
| I had too many skenz, Real way to squeezy |
| She’s kinda peng, She’s kinda fleeky |
| We can pull up in a Benz, Or a bimmer like Beenie |
| Wicked dinger in the ends that only if its needed, |
| Trapping ain’t dead |
| My connect’s still breathing |
| I make gyal hold a skeng |
| and a little beating |
| (Swift) |
| Still up in the ends |
| Man still me |
| Can’t walk in my creps |
| Man run when they see me |
| Look at these skets |
| They so needy |
| Put your hand on my friend |
| Why you trying to beef me |
| Trapping ain’t dead |
| My connect’s still breathing |
| Trapping ain’t dead |
| My connect’s still breathing |
| Trapping ain’t dead |
| My connect’s still breathing |
| Trapping ain’t dead |
| My connect’s still breathing |