Section Boyz is an English rap group based in South London started by UK ra… Read Full Bio ↴Section Boyz is an English rap group based in South London started by UK rap artist Ghost. On 25 September, 2015, the group's second mixtape Don't Panic entered at number 36 independently, making their first UK Albums Chart entry. On 4 November 2015, they won Best Newcomer at the MOBO Awards.

Members:
Littlez
Inch
Sleeks
Knine
Swift
Deepee
Ghost (Founder)

Trapping Ain't Dead
Section Boyz Lyrics

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Quick, phoned up bro and he gave me a brick
Hopped out the cab, never came in a whip
Box full of bags, not trainers and kicks
On a trap round, ain't changing a bit
With a mad browning that came through my bits
Tell a nigga act right, I'll explain to him quick
I came with shit, something insane on my hip, like Jadakiss

I got a D block, that's a dense block
I don't ever leave out for a 10 shot
Ps now, I don't care if you messed up
Tell a nigga better be round and forget not
Fuck your dead squad and your CV
And your CD and your best doll
I just put a hammer down in a peng block
I just put a banger down on a desktop

I don't want no cheesy
Tell 'em amnesia, 'cause I'm needy
Got a box in a bag for that lobs in my hand
And the price that I got, kinda cheapy
I'm old school like Tweenies
Now Channel U TV, you might see me
Got a freaky gyal named Cece
Give me uck when I'm driving speedy
Don't give a fuck, them guys are neeky
Man ah get bucked with the hand ting easy
With the clutch, six gears: skeet, skeet
Fresh tyres on the rims, screetch, screetch
I be running with the ball, that's mad beef
I got a box with tools like Andy
On the wave like Jetski
And I don't miss shots like Heskey

Still up in the ends
Man see still me
Can't walk on my creps
Man run when they see me
Look at these skets
They so needy
Put your hand on my friend
Why you tryna 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

015 here, everything ah get lock arff
Plus the bruddas dem good, man's trap line pop arff
Everything easy, man she touch me, tease me
Dem man are lemon, man squeezy
Manaman ah pepper man easy
Dem man are Freddy, man are Fredo
Just done an event, that's Play-Doh
Gyal strip down when I say so
Man ah do road on the main road
Bait face, man ah never lay low
Course man are tryna get paid though
Gyal got a backy like J Lo
Man have to shut up when I say so

Tell a boy don't try me
Used to run from the plug and it can sign me
Ten toes on the streets in some Nikes
Chillin' in a bando with some YGs
Smoking so much dope, I look Chinese
Whoever's stuck to me, we're Siamese
Brothers stay with me, they ain't gonna leave
Soon as I get the pack, you know it's gotta be
After she give me head, you know she gotta leave
Young boy got the strap, don't bother me
I got two packs, Machiavelli
R.I.P. to somebody smelly
Used to see us chilling outside Morley's
Now they see us at the show or on telly
Section, we on the streets for the ready
Buss squeeze for the Ps, don't tempt me

Still up in the ends
Man still see me
Can't walk on my creps
Man run when they see me
Look at these skets
They so needy
Put your hand on my friend
Why you tryna 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

Still up in the ends, you can see me
Getting Ps in the trap, that's easy
Bro got the Chris Brown, not Breezy
In my black clothes, looking all greazy
That girl, she a sket, she sleazy
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 on the streets, still up on the pave
And I know 'nuff peng tings in a rave
Gyal ah get the beat, they don't wanna behave
Section Boy, team squeeze in the place
I dare a man put a hand on my friend
You can get blazed if you wanna act brave
Still up in the ends, that's south of the Thames
None of these niggas can't surf on the wave

Still up in the ends
How you ain't seen me
Put a brick up in Z's
And now I feel sleepy
I had too many skengs
Roll way too squeezy
She's kinda peng
She's kinda fleeky
We can pull up in a Benz
Or a bimmer like Beenie
Likkle ting here in the ends
That's all either's needed
Trapping ain't dead
My connect's still breathing
I make gyal hold a skeng
And a likkle beating

Still up in the ends
Man still see me
Can't walk on my creps
Man run when they see me
Look at these skets
They so needy
Put your hand on my friend
Why you tryna 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

Overall Meaning

The song "Trapping Ain't Dead" by UK rap group Section Boyz is a gritty, raw and unapologetic anthem about surviving in the underground world of selling drugs. The lyrics boast of their ability to obtain large amounts of drugs and guns, as well as their willingness to use violence against anyone who crosses them. They assert their dominance in the streets and show a reckless disregard for authority or the law.

The opening verse tells the story of the rapper receiving a "brick" (a kilogram of drugs) from a friend and proceeding to sell it. He is armed with a gun and is accompanied by a woman who is equally dangerous. He warns anyone not to cross him, as his violence is quick and deadly. The chorus repeats the phrase "Trapping ain't dead," proclaiming their belief that the drug trade will always be alive and well, and that they are at the top of the game.

The second verse continues with more threats and boasts about their skills in the drug trade. They make references to various types of weapons and drugs, and express their contempt for anyone who opposes them. The final verse ends on a more reflective note, noting their success and how they have come a long way from their humble beginnings. However, the overall tone of the song is still one of defiance and dangerous power.

Line by Line Meaning

Quick, phoned up bro and he gave me a brick
I quickly called my friend and he provided me with drugs

Hopped out the cab, never came in a whip
I got out of the taxi without bringing a car

Box full of bags, not trainers and kicks
I have a box full of drugs, not shoes

On a trap round, ain't changing a bit
I'm still involved in illegal activities without any change

With a mad browning that came through my bits
I have a crazy girl who came to my area

Tell a nigga act right, I'll explain to him quick
I will quickly explain to someone to behave properly

I came with shit, something insane on my hip, like Jadakiss
I came prepared with a weapon, like Jadakiss

I got a D block, that's a dense block
I have a block with a high concentration of drug activity

I don't ever leave out for a 10 shot
I never go out for a small amount of drugs

Ps now, I don't care if you messed up
I don't care if you made a mistake, I want money

Tell a nigga better be round and forget not
Make sure to be present and don't forget

Fuck your dead squad and your CV
I don't care about your gang and your resume

And your CD and your best doll
I don't care about your music and your girlfriend

I just put a hammer down in a peng block
I just stored a firearm in a nice neighborhood

I just put a banger down on a desktop
I just placed a gun on a table

I don't want no cheesy
I don't want anything cheap or low-quality

Tell 'em amnesia, 'cause I'm needy
Tell them to forget about me because I demand attention

Got a box in a bag for that lobs in my hand
I have drugs in a bag ready to be sold

And the price that I got, kinda cheapy
And the price I got for them is relatively cheap

I'm old school like Tweenies
I have an old-school style like the show Tweenies

Now Channel U TV, you might see me
Nowadays, you might see me on Channel U TV

Got a freaky gyal named Cece
I have a sexually adventurous girl named Cece

Give me uck when I'm driving speedy
She performs oral sex on me when I drive fast

Don't give a fuck, them guys are neeky
I don't care, those guys are nerdy

Man ah get bucked with the hand ting easy
I easily use my gun to intimidate people

With the clutch, six gears: skeet, skeet
With the gun, six bullets will be fired

Fresh tyres on the rims, screetch, screetch
I have new tires on my rims, making a screeching sound

I be running with the ball, that's mad beef
I'm involved in dangerous situations

I got a box with tools like Andy
I have a box with weapons like Andy

On the wave like Jetski
I'm involved in the latest trends like a jetski

And I don't miss shots like Heskey
I don't miss when I shoot, like Heskey

Still up in the ends
I'm still in the neighborhood

Man see still me
People can still see me

Can't walk on my creps
You can't step on my sneakers

Man run when they see me
People run away when they see me

Look at these skets
Look at these promiscuous girls

They so needy
They are very demanding

Put your hand on my friend
Don't touch my friend

Why you tryna beef me?
Why are you trying to start a fight with me?

Trapping ain't dead
Illegal activity is still thriving

My connect's still breathing
My drug supplier is still alive

015 here, everything ah get lock arff
In 2015, everything is securely locked down

Plus the bruddas dem good, man's trap line pop arff
My friends are reliable and our drug activity is successful

Everything easy, man she touch me, tease me
Everything is smooth, and this girl is flirting with me

Dem man are lemon, man squeezy
Other guys are weak, but I'm strong

Manaman ah pepper man easy
I can easily harm other people

Dem man are Freddy, man are Fredo
Other guys are scared, but I'm fearless

Just done an event, that's Play-Doh
I just finished an illegal activity, that's like playing with Play-Doh

Gyal strip down when I say so
Girls undress when I command them to

Man ah do road on the main road
I'm active in illegal activities on the main streets

Bait face, man ah never lay low
I have a recognizable face, I never hide

Course man are tryna get paid though
Of course, I'm trying to make money

Gyal got a backy like J Lo
The girl has a curvy bottom like Jennifer Lopez

Man have to shut up when I say so
People have to be quiet when I tell them to

Tell a boy don't try me
Warn a boy not to test me

Used to run from the plug and it can sign me
I used to hide from the drug supplier, now he respects me

Ten toes on the streets in some Nikes
I'm always on the streets with my Nike shoes

Chillin' in a bando with some YGs
Relaxing in a building with young gang members

Smoking so much dope, I look Chinese
I smoke a lot of drugs and my eyes look squinted like a Chinese person

Whoever's stuck to me, we're Siamese
Whoever is loyal to me, we're inseparable

Brothers stay with me, they ain't gonna leave
My friends stick with me, they won't abandon me

Soon as I get the pack, you know it's gotta be
Once I receive the drugs, it's guaranteed to be high-quality

After she give me head, you know she gotta leave
After oral sex, the girl has to leave

Young boy got the strap, don't bother me
I have a young accomplice with a gun, it doesn't bother me

I got two packs, Machiavelli
I have two packs of drugs, like Machiavelli

R.I.P. to somebody smelly
A disrespectful way of saying 'Rest in Peace' to someone I dislike

Used to see us chilling outside Morley's
People used to see us hanging out outside Morley's fast-food establishment

Now they see us at the show or on telly
Now they see us performing at shows or on TV

Section, we on the streets for the ready
My group Section is active and prepared on the streets

Buss squeeze for the Ps, don't tempt me
I would use violence for money, don't provoke me

Still up in the ends, you can see me
I'm still in the neighborhood, you can easily find me

Getting Ps in the trap, that's easy
I'm easily making money in the drug-selling location

Bro got the Chris Brown, not Breezy
My friend has a gun, not the singer Chris Brown

In my black clothes, looking all greazy
Wearing black clothes and looking intimidating

That girl, she a sket, she sleazy
That girl is promiscuous and not trustworthy

Wanna talk like they're real, oh really?
People claim to be tough, but they're not

Smoke on me, I came with the chimney
I have so much cannabis on me, it's like a chimney

You can get corn if a man wanna beef me
I will give you trouble if you want to start a fight with me

Still up on the streets, still up on the pave
I'm still active on the streets

And I know 'nuff peng tings in a rave
I am acquainted with attractive girls at parties

Gyal ah get the beat, they don't wanna behave
Girls are dancing to the music and not following rules

Section Boy, team squeeze in the place
The Section Boyz, a group of friends, are present and intimidating

I dare a man put a hand on my friend
I challenge anyone who wants to harm my friend

You can get blazed if you wanna act brave
You can get hurt if you want to be courageous

Still up in the ends, that's south of the Thames
I'm still in the neighborhood, which is south of the river Thames

None of these niggas can't surf on the wave
None of these people can match my success

How you ain't seen me
How have you not noticed me?

Put a brick up in Z's
I hid drugs in a place called Z's

And now I feel sleepy
And now I feel tired

I had too many skengs
I had too many guns

Roll way too squeezy
I'm carrying too many weapons

She's kinda peng
She is very attractive

She's kinda fleeky
She is very stylish

We can pull up in a Benz
We can arrive in a Mercedes-Benz car

Or a bimmer like Beenie
Or a BMW car like Beenie Man

Likkle ting here in the ends
A small situation happening in the neighborhood

That's all either's needed
That's all that is necessary

I make gyal hold a skeng
I make girls carry a gun

And a likkle beating
And a little bit of violence

Still up in the ends
I'm still in the neighborhood

Man still see me
People can still see me