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[00:00.00] 作词 : Daniel Lena/Najee Nickle [00:01.00] 作曲 : Daniel Lena/Najee Nickle [00:09.53](800 Hertz) [00:14.06]Rise up the thing and baow, dead [00:16.28]Let's ding right round [00:19.35]Slap P's for a techno [00:21.02]Watch but I'm able to bust that down [00:22.58]9 gang, circle around (Mm-mm) [00:27.31]Rise up the thing and baow, dead [00:29.78]We crash on peds [00:31.17].44 in the back, let's ding right round [00:32.82]Slap P's for a techno [00:34.54]Watch but I'm able to bust that down [00:36.28]No way, we don't do no square routes [00:38.40]9 gang, circle around [00:39.93]On my block, there's a T meeting [00:41.37]Tell my young boy, "Circle around" [00:42.82]Ain't my luck if the ting don't sneeze [00:44.59]Don't care if it's P's, I'm bruckin' it down [00:46.47]Don't flex and chill with the opps [00:48.08]Then think that everything criss like Brown [00:49.94]9 boys pop up with skengs, both sides [00:51.65]No trace and we're lurkin' your town [00:53.26]You don't know about stress on a ride [00:54.97]With a Samurai, holdin' my waist and fidget [00:56.86]And if we buck opps like bells in a skeng [00:58.73]Reverse it back and then wig it [01:00.39]I'm speakin' facts, [01:01.37]I don't chat shit on the trap, man live it (Mm) [01:03.39]******, ******, booted your mumsie's yard [01:05.55]All now, that son didn't chippin' (Baow) [01:07.31]All of my favourite pagans locked in the wok [01:09.08]Now I'm beefin' clowns and chickens [01:10.39]Back then I was young with the Smith and— [01:12.34]So I ain't gotta prove no points [01:13.90]Real gangsters don't need to talk 'bout drillings [01:15.69]I made some cake to my name [01:17.42]This paper attracted a load of women [01:18.95]I'm a natural thug so the ladies love how I'm winning [01:21.29]Feds took both of the waps, that's a big expense [01:23.30]Now half of my team on the bench [01:25.03]It's sad 'cause the opp boys think they got booters [01:27.27]More time, they ain't been bent, listen, Free Chapo [01:29.97]We were in the bando plottin' things, it's ments [01:32.02]Opps get watered daily, dare man, circle around [01:34.41]And you're gonna get drenched, splash, wet up [01:36.25]Rise up the thing and baow, dead [01:38.07]We crash on peds [01:39.50].44 in the back, let's ding right round [01:41.24]Slap P's for a techno [01:43.04]Watch but I'm able to bust that down [01:44.78]No way, we don't do no square routes [01:46.79]9 gang, circle around [01:48.27]On my block, there's a T meeting [01:49.83]Tell my young boy, "Circle around" [01:51.39]Ain't my luck if the ting don't sneeze [01:53.25]Don't care if it's P's, I'm bruckin' it down [01:55.12]Don't flex and chill with the opps [01:56.68]Then think that everything criss like Brown [01:58.47]9 boys pop up with skengs, both sides [02:00.16]No trace and we're lurkin' your town [02:01.45]I'm slappin' up fools and pressurin' clowns [02:03.48]If we buck into opps on a trip then I'm duckin' him down [02:05.66]Reverse, reverse in Lands, [02:07.47]Don't drive and circle around (Buss it) [02:09.06]Beat off the ting two times, [02:10.52]Windows rewind cah the corn too loud [02:12.09]This ***** got two piercings on the tip of her tongue, [02:14.18]Keep 'uckin' it down [02:15.16]Bad ***** keep toppin' it down (Sloshes) [02:17.21]Brooms and mops, random bops cah the beef is real [02:19.72]Pattern the drill then leave no trace [02:21.55]You don't wanna get locked in a tent or feel [02:23.34]Reverse that redrum, make her leg numb, you can tek this drill [02:25.86]Chat shit with your veteran, [02:27.22]We can test them if the pagans feel [02:28.77]Listen, look, break that grub, my Lyca too blingy [02:32.68]Trap and get giddy, 9 gang pop up and take man's Lizzy [02:35.32]No draw outs on my block cah we're broadway busy (Lurkin') [02:37.61]Back them, used to grip a dirty .22's for the opps [02:39.85]Now the young boys burst that driggy [02:41.37]Young boy, go check The Met, [02:42.66]I live what I rap 'bout, don't be silly [02:44.04]Rise up the thing and baow, dead [02:46.52]We crash on peds [02:48.16].44 in the back, let's ding right round [02:49.87]Slap P's for a techno [02:51.46]Watch but I'm able to bust that down [02:53.28]No way, we don't do no square routes [02:55.41]9 gang, circle around (Mm) [02:57.03]On my block, there's a T meeting [02:58.39]Tell my young boy, "Circle around" [02:59.90]Ain't my luck if the ting don't sneeze [03:01.72]Don't care if it's P's, I'm bruckin' it down [03:03.66]Don't flex and chill with the opps [03:05.31]Then think that everything criss like Brown [03:07.05]9 boys pop up with skengs, both sides [03:08.51]No trace and we're lurkin' your town [03:10.18]I'm slappin' up fools and pressurin' clowns [03:11.96]Rise up the thing and baow, dead [03:13.89]We crash on peds [03:15.68].44 in the back, let's ding right round [03:17.34]Slap P's for a techno [03:18.90]Watch but I'm able to bust that down [03:20.85]No way, we don't do no square routes [03:22.99]9 gang, circle around [03:24.45]On my block, there's a T meeting [03:25.77]Tell my young boy, "Circle around" [03:27.33]Ain't my luck if the ting don't sneeze [03:29.17]Don't care if it's P's, I'm bruckin' it down [03:31.01]Just ****in' about, haha [03:37.50](800 Hertz)