- Unknown T Deh Deh 歌詞
- Unknown T
- (800 Hertz)
Rise up the thing and baow, dead
Lets ding right round
Slap Ps for a techno
Watch but Im able to bust that down
9 gang, circle around ( Mm-mm)
Rise up the thing and baow, dead
We crash on peds
.44 in the back, lets ding right round
Slap Ps for a techno
Watch but Im able to bust that down
No way, we dont do no square routes
9 gang, circle around
On my block, theres a T meeting
Tell my young boy, 'Circle around'
Aint my luck if the ting dont sneeze
Dont care if its Ps, Im bruckin it down
Dont flex and chill with the opps
Then think that everything criss like Brown
9 boys pop up with skengs , both sides
No trace and were lurkin your town
You dont know about stress on a ride
With a Samurai, holdin my waist and fidget
And if we buck opps like bells in a skeng
Reverse it back and then wig it
Im speakin facts,
I dont chat shit on the trap, man live it (Mm)
******, ******, booted your mumsies yard
All now, that son didnt chippin (Baow)
All of my favourite pagans locked in the wok
Now Im beefin clowns and chickens
Back then I was young with the Smith and —
So I aint gotta prove no points
Real gangsters dont need to talk bout drillings
I made some cake to my name
This paper attracted a load of women
Im a natural thug so the ladies love how Im winning
Feds took both of the waps, thats a big expense
Now half of my team on the bench
Its sad cause the opp boys think they got booters
More time, they aint been bent, listen, Free Chapo
We were in the bando plottin things, its ments
Opps get watered daily, dare man, circle around
And youre gonna get drenched, splash, wet up
Rise up the thing and baow, dead
We crash on peds
.44 in the back, lets ding right round
Slap Ps for a techno
Watch but Im able to bust that down
No way, we dont do no square routes
9 gang, circle around
On my block, theres a T meeting
Tell my young boy, 'Circle around'
Aint my luck if the ting dont sneeze
Dont care if its Ps, Im bruckin it down
Dont flex and chill with the opps
Then think that everything criss like Brown
9 boys pop up with skengs, both sides
No trace and were lurkin your town
Im slappin up fools and pressurin clowns
If we buck into opps on a trip then Im duckin him down
Reverse, reverse in Lands,
Dont drive and circle around (Buss it)
Beat off the ting two times,
Windows rewind cah the corn too loud
This bitch got two piercings on the tip of her tongue,
Keep uckin it down
Bad bitch keep toppin it down (Sloshes)
Brooms and mops, random bops cah the beef is real
Pattern the drill then leave no trace
You dont wanna get locked in a tent or feel
Reverse thatredrum, make her leg numb, you can tek this drill
Chat shit with your veteran,
We can test them if the pagans feel
Listen, look, break that grub, my Lyca too blingy
Trap and get giddy, 9 gang pop up and take mans Lizzy
No draw outs on my block cah were broadway busy (Lurkin)
Back them, used to grip a dirty .22s for the opps
Now the young boys burst that driggy
Young boy, go check The Met,
I live what I rap bout, dont be silly
Rise up the thing and baow, dead
We crash on peds
.44 in the back, lets ding right round
Slap Ps for a techno
Watch but Im able to bust that down
No way, we dont do no square routes
9 gang, circle around ( Mm)
On my block, theres a T meeting
Tell my young boy, 'Circle around'
Aint my luck if the ting dont sneeze
Dont care if its Ps, Im bruckin it down
Dont flex and chill with the opps
Then think that everything criss like Brown
9 boys pop up with skengs, both sides
No trace and were lurkin your town
Im slappin up fools and pressurin clowns
Rise up the thing and baow, dead
We crash on peds
.44 in the back, lets ding right round
Slap Ps for a techno
Watch but Im able to bust that down
No way, we dont do no square routes
9 gang, circle around
On my block, theres a T meeting
Tell my young boy, 'Circle around'
Aint my luck if the ting dont sneeze
Dont care if its Ps, Im bruckin it down
Just ****in about, haha
(800 Hertz)
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