HB Freestyle Trapx10 by Trapx10 Lyrics
[Intro: Joey Clipstar]
Joey Clipstar
Ghosty
HB Freestyles
Now, today's wordplay day, this is like one you need to deep
Don't let nuffin' go over your head
Trapx10
I don't really wanna say too much, as I always say
We're gonna let him step up to the mic and do his ting
Let's get into it
[Verse]
Like Rocky, I'm known for the boxes, every B flipped, that's two racks
Just made me a drink, no juice, but I did that off two packs
Two plugs, both ten out of ten, don't think I can't get no danka
He said he can beat my price, that's strange, that pack might be dead like Sanka
Paid in full, no banker, I swear I do more drop offs than Santa
Bud coming green like Hulk, with orange hair, same colour as Fanta
For the cats, bro's pebs come in black and white, just like Casablanca
For the opps, got poles or we dig holes, get shovelled, no banter
Roll up, wreck it like Ralph, suttin' got touched, it was us to blame
Like O-Dog, bro got a shotgun, and he made that P's off 'caine
Told little bro that I stepped up too, I was out makin' moves in the rain
Now when I'm out, it's a chicken run, quick yard food then I billed me a plane
Re'd up on loud and the box was criss, if it weren't I would've turned Jackie
So much shots, gotta rush this hour to hit them all in a taxi
Or I'm in West with Glizzy, thinkin' what shop to go
Dripped in designer, all off of Lyca, spreads like cream, Bugsy Malone
Blacked out like Batman, I wonder what fool man's robbin'
And after we split that stain, I wonder what tool I'm coppin'
Boyz n the Hood, no tre's, just a dots of the PR poppin'
You know I'm a top shotta, I wanna see max from shottin'
Got food and it's stocking, save that food like Over the Hedge
Rick keeps phoning for ticks, like Happy Feet, he's close to the edge
No P's, items for free, do things for me, certain, not could he
I won't ask for the buzz, he'll do it, I wouldn't have to question "would he?"
When we get 'round I'm gloved, ballied, strallied and I'm hoodied
Let me bring my splash or we bring a Star on the trek like Whoopi
Young G's unchained like Django, jump out the car, dip, dip, get jooky
Like Santi, anything to just get a goal in the field but this ain't no footy
We was pullin' up on bikes like Deebo, tryna leave the whole block smokey
All cutters out, gang's cool with carvery, I don't even eat no Tobys
Bro tried beat it, make a boy ghosty, little bro squeezed it, left tops holy
I would've never made it back that day, he turned to a sky dweller, no Roley
[Outro: Joey Clipstar]
Fumez The Engineer
Like I said, don't let nuffin' go over your head you know
Trapx10, Joey Clipstar, HB Freestyles
Wonder who else can come and do word play like this
I'm out
Joey Clipstar
Ghosty
HB Freestyles
Now, today's wordplay day, this is like one you need to deep
Don't let nuffin' go over your head
Trapx10
I don't really wanna say too much, as I always say
We're gonna let him step up to the mic and do his ting
Let's get into it
[Verse]
Like Rocky, I'm known for the boxes, every B flipped, that's two racks
Just made me a drink, no juice, but I did that off two packs
Two plugs, both ten out of ten, don't think I can't get no danka
He said he can beat my price, that's strange, that pack might be dead like Sanka
Paid in full, no banker, I swear I do more drop offs than Santa
Bud coming green like Hulk, with orange hair, same colour as Fanta
For the cats, bro's pebs come in black and white, just like Casablanca
For the opps, got poles or we dig holes, get shovelled, no banter
Roll up, wreck it like Ralph, suttin' got touched, it was us to blame
Like O-Dog, bro got a shotgun, and he made that P's off 'caine
Told little bro that I stepped up too, I was out makin' moves in the rain
Now when I'm out, it's a chicken run, quick yard food then I billed me a plane
Re'd up on loud and the box was criss, if it weren't I would've turned Jackie
So much shots, gotta rush this hour to hit them all in a taxi
Or I'm in West with Glizzy, thinkin' what shop to go
Dripped in designer, all off of Lyca, spreads like cream, Bugsy Malone
Blacked out like Batman, I wonder what fool man's robbin'
And after we split that stain, I wonder what tool I'm coppin'
Boyz n the Hood, no tre's, just a dots of the PR poppin'
You know I'm a top shotta, I wanna see max from shottin'
Got food and it's stocking, save that food like Over the Hedge
Rick keeps phoning for ticks, like Happy Feet, he's close to the edge
No P's, items for free, do things for me, certain, not could he
I won't ask for the buzz, he'll do it, I wouldn't have to question "would he?"
When we get 'round I'm gloved, ballied, strallied and I'm hoodied
Let me bring my splash or we bring a Star on the trek like Whoopi
Young G's unchained like Django, jump out the car, dip, dip, get jooky
Like Santi, anything to just get a goal in the field but this ain't no footy
We was pullin' up on bikes like Deebo, tryna leave the whole block smokey
All cutters out, gang's cool with carvery, I don't even eat no Tobys
Bro tried beat it, make a boy ghosty, little bro squeezed it, left tops holy
I would've never made it back that day, he turned to a sky dweller, no Roley
[Outro: Joey Clipstar]
Fumez The Engineer
Like I said, don't let nuffin' go over your head you know
Trapx10, Joey Clipstar, HB Freestyles
Wonder who else can come and do word play like this
I'm out