Trappa Rappa versuri

Trappa Rappa lyrics by Peewee Longway

Chorus: Jose Quapo
Them bitches seen us as a ‘clipboard’
Turnt the fuck up; Start a riot at the airport
Shinnin’ like the ‘Big Tymers’; Diamonds cuttin’ up
Mixmatch, with designer, who give a damn, fuck
And i’m strapped up with the cannon; Who wanna gamble?
‘Trapper’, still a rapper; I’m the damn ‘Plug’
‘Trapper’, still a rapper; I’m the damn ‘Plug’
‘Trapper’, still a rapper; I’m the damn ‘Plug’
Strapped up with the cannon who wanna gamble-Verse 1: Peewee Longway
‘Trapper’, still a rapper; Fill my kitchen up with gas bud
Trappin’ in mixmatch designer, bitch! Who gives a damn-fuck
Bigger than Frank Lucas, fuck you think he get my ‘mask’ from?
Trigger finger ithin’; my young niggas like, „Who Daniel Son?”