Ard Adz, Trizzy Trapz - G Style lyrics
Ard Adz
[Ard Adz, Trizzy Trapz - G Style lyrics]
So sho, get it on the low low
Up and down the hood like a yo-yo
Deaths gettin' so close I'm
Never in the Soho
I'm in and out the traps with
My funds like I'm Kojo
Just a newcomer in the hood, you a MOBO
A point four buj, that's a rolo
My darg moves the white he's a dogo
Likkle east locco
Jackets in the stone cold
Summer time I'm trappin out a polo
Fuck the feds, on the run, but I run for days
Free rugs easin in the can for days (Ruggy)
You think you're bad
Cause you copped a little hand ting akh
Uncle Ali got some hand grenade
Woah, that was just a barter for some
Please don't boom off my
Yard or for somethin'
Fuck the paygons they just keep talkin'
This fuckin weed got me sleepwalkin'
I see the P's callin
You little pussies ya spit like rookies
Word to Mills
Last fed chase I was skr'in
Till I burnt the wheels
Pussies, you drive like rookies
Thirty in the six yeah, it's all over
I was clappin 130 on the hard shoulder
(skududu)
I see you lookin nerdy in ya marj motor
White came, oh lawd
The buj came, so dark
You bought guns that don't bark
I'm like a flower cause I'm
Livin with no heart
White came, oh lawd
The buj came, so dark
You bought guns that don't bark
I'm like a flower cause I'm
Livin with no heart
Yo I'm sick of all these time wasters
Its like all they do is
Play around with my patience
I gotta move on point, I don't like stations
White ting
Big booty yeah that's my favourite
(Big batty)
Her boyfriend can't afford
She can't wait for him
She wanna go down south, my D's Bagel King
That's my nigga Adzy from Angeltime
I'm with some chicks I'm tryna
Score like a? or?
Have you had a close friend
You like two brothers
What about a close friend
Show their true colours
(Snakes)
You turned badman recent, you a newcomer
I wanna buy my mum a range
Like that's for you mother
(for you mum)
Look I gotta keep smashin' the cunch lines
The middle finger in the air
One time for the one time
I'm tryna win, win and win some more
Dem mana babies in this ting
They're premature
Born sinner, six driller
Can tell you when I used
To eat noodles for dinner
(I was broke)
How you share one bottle ten people
Trappin ain't dead mana whippin
Like Vin Diesel
I think I'm money like free money
Nitty's tell me there's old
Bill about be lucky
I think I'm money like free money
Nitty's tell me there's old
Bill about be lucky
(Sure)
Up and down the hood like a yo-yo
Deaths gettin' so close I'm
Never in the Soho
I'm in and out the traps with
My funds like I'm Kojo
Just a newcomer in the hood, you a MOBO
A point four buj, that's a rolo
My darg moves the white he's a dogo
Likkle east locco
Jackets in the stone cold
Summer time I'm trappin out a polo
Fuck the feds, on the run, but I run for days
Free rugs easin in the can for days (Ruggy)
You think you're bad
Cause you copped a little hand ting akh
Uncle Ali got some hand grenade
Woah, that was just a barter for some
Please don't boom off my
Yard or for somethin'
Fuck the paygons they just keep talkin'
This fuckin weed got me sleepwalkin'
I see the P's callin
You little pussies ya spit like rookies
Word to Mills
Last fed chase I was skr'in
Till I burnt the wheels
Pussies, you drive like rookies
Thirty in the six yeah, it's all over
I was clappin 130 on the hard shoulder
(skududu)
I see you lookin nerdy in ya marj motor
White came, oh lawd
The buj came, so dark
You bought guns that don't bark
I'm like a flower cause I'm
Livin with no heart
White came, oh lawd
The buj came, so dark
You bought guns that don't bark
I'm like a flower cause I'm
Livin with no heart
Yo I'm sick of all these time wasters
Its like all they do is
Play around with my patience
I gotta move on point, I don't like stations
White ting
Big booty yeah that's my favourite
(Big batty)
Her boyfriend can't afford
She can't wait for him
She wanna go down south, my D's Bagel King
That's my nigga Adzy from Angeltime
I'm with some chicks I'm tryna
Score like a? or?
Have you had a close friend
You like two brothers
What about a close friend
Show their true colours
(Snakes)
You turned badman recent, you a newcomer
I wanna buy my mum a range
Like that's for you mother
(for you mum)
Look I gotta keep smashin' the cunch lines
The middle finger in the air
One time for the one time
I'm tryna win, win and win some more
Dem mana babies in this ting
They're premature
Born sinner, six driller
Can tell you when I used
To eat noodles for dinner
(I was broke)
How you share one bottle ten people
Trappin ain't dead mana whippin
Like Vin Diesel
I think I'm money like free money
Nitty's tell me there's old
Bill about be lucky
I think I'm money like free money
Nitty's tell me there's old
Bill about be lucky
(Sure)