Music: Desmond Melvin Nii Laryea/Arafat Hackson Alhassan/Terry Caternor I been on my Tunnel Vision like I'm Jiggy Put some respect on that name don't be silly I ride for my bros Real pain in souls Forget all the woes I been on the road damn ten toes(boyyy) I'm robbing peter to pay paul(yesss) I know y'all wey go want more (ehe) Y'all wey go want more (bang)
This that real shit, this that bullshit This that zongo koko Aunty Sisi real shit Y'all niggas really don't know shit Y'all niggas really don't do shit I dey ron my own shit, Kboyyy on my own shiittttt (ehe, heh) Trapper man nu, Odi vibe nu Odi ka mu hu, Odi tu mu su (ehe, Ehe) Yษ› pie abonten trappie kษ” balli Na killer sii ni hu asa aa Me di ka ni hu (ehe) I'm robbing peter to paul I know y'all wey go want more You go want more
godofdawave nigga be good Serious guy he no be rude It is what it is I hope y'all understood Putting y'all niggas all in the mood Sunkwa be the way, that be why I say Nah this no be play, eh Nah this no be play This no be play
Bad boy wey me I dey push Give me some space make I roll up the(ssss) I moved to the yard shit no be cool I **** up pษ› might call me a fool Here to stay enti mandaa **** up the 12, you no be member Shooting my shots, I no be Mamba Cowboy season I'm up for your beef A nigga hard chale what you believe The bars so hard it making y'all bleed Sorry man leaving y'all deceased Leaving y'all deceased
(STONED) Trapper man doesn't play with blicky's Holla the gang if this wanna get sticky Who want the pop when i come with the smoke I know for a fact, this nigga a leech (leech) Momma said, never fall by the street (nah) Stick out for each other, carry that heat (fire) We didn't work out, It is what it is (yeah) As long as you ain't snitching you my rib (straight) 233 on the dashboard So much gas we from the airport My cup getting less, stress be cutting my check (ongod) APGODT, Run up em' stats (straight) Call out the trapper man Wu'n tu mi gyi'nษ› mu you no fi stand Wu'n tu mi gyi'nษ› mu you no fi stand (SLATT) Calling the reverend the nightmares be making A nigga try not to even sleep (pow pow pow pow pow pow) Too many sins, He need to be changed with holy water (brrrtt) She trap for the green (pow pow) I know she feeling me she gave me the mop Highly Sedated it making me sleep Niggas ballin', Free the Youth **** the opps, **** 12, **** the cops (**** 12) Said it, one shot, two shot, dead it (woo) He said he gon' slide, Why he selling? (woo) He a rat, He gon' bleed, not telling (woo) Caught his ass, Now he on 11 (911, Slatt) (911, Blaat) I told you not to play with the slatts, we slime Rolling that dice, get hit with that fire Fire that iron, You might just die (pow pow pow pow)