Lirik Lagu 41 Cypher (feat. Jerry West, Jay Gelato, Fmb Savo & Kyle Richh) Kyle Richh
Perhaps I Have Such Special Needs
I Wondered What Was Wrong With MeMy Friends All Fall So Easily
(AyoSam)
Grrah
Wh-Why He Runninā²? I Ain't Even Click, Like
I Put The Beam On His Hip
That Bitch A Thot, She Gonā² Fuck Off A Spliff, Like
She Gon' Switch On Her Friend For Some Dick, What?
Up It And Blow, If I Spot Me A Flex That's On Bro Iā²ma Throw
Benny Got Hit, He Got Beat With The Pole
Iā²ma Spin On My Dolo, No Time For The Shows, Like, What?
She Neaky, She Nasty
Legs In The Spot And They Yellin' Out, "Cathy"
Canā²t Run, Been Spunt The Addy
I Don't Do InternŠµt Shows, Donā²t At Me
He Got Stained, HŠµ Was Tryna Be Flashy
Sheik Got The V, Too Tact, Can't Catch Me
And These Niggas Donā²t Got Enough Bread, Like
Caught A Shot To The Chest, Need A Med, Like
Lil' Nigga, I'm Smokinā² Ya Dead
He Tried To Run, Caught A Shot To The Head, Like
Heard Enough, Give A Fuck What He Said
He Movinā² Wock, He Get Put On A Bed, Like
She Don't Like When I Call Her A Leg
Thumb In Her Butt, Pinninā² Shit To The Backboard
She A Liar, That Bitch Is A Backdoor
That Bitch A Thot, Like, Grrah, Grrah, Grrah
And These Niggas On Live In They Room, Like, They Not Outside For Real
Backdoor When It's Time For The Drill
We Gonā² Empty The Block, Give A Fuck How You Feel
H-Hunnid Dash, I'm A Geek On The Wheel
Gun Jam Up, He Get Beat With The Steel
See A Opp, Iā²ma Flame, Fuck A Deal
When I Click, Brodie Told Me To Chill
I Will Not Stop 'til I Reach Me A Mill'
Reload My Gun When Itā²s Time For The Drill (Grrah-grrah)
Then I Aim Your Top For The Kill (Grrah-grrah)
Shots To The Head, Call That Boy Little Bill
Brady The Clip ā²cause I Shoot From The Field
Reload My Gun When It's Time For The Drill (Grrah-grrah-grrah)
Dotty A Dummy, He Died From A Pill
EBK, I Donā²t Care How You Feel
Keep A Beam On The Scope, Never Duck
Ace Dotty Dead 'cause He Ran Out Of Luck (Grrah-grrah)
F-F-Fuck A Flexo, Iā²m Turnin' Shit Up
Middleton Blick On My Hip, Never Run
I Just Dump ā²til He Dead On The Floor
Reload My Bullets With Christian Dior (Christian Dior)
When I Shoot I Don't Use Double Hands
Free All My Niggas That's Stuck In The Can (Free All My Niggas)
Donā²t Run, I Got Smoke In The Air
Pass Me The L, When I Smoke It Donā²t Clear (Shh)
I'm A Demon, Not Livinā² In Fear
That Nigga Got Shot And Got Left In That Chair (Grrah-grrah-grrah)
Shoot At Four Quarters, I'm Makinā² It Square (What?)
Fuckin' His Bitch And I Donā²t Really Care (Grrah-grrah, What?)
Twenty-four Shots When I'm Lettin' It Flare
Twenty-four Shots When I Up, I Donā²t Care, Bitch (Everything Dead)
Everything Deady, Iā²m Ready (Grrah-grrah, What?)
Ootin' At Niggas, I Ainā²t Showin' Sympathy (Grrah)
Big 41, Gang And ā²em Ready (Grrah-grrah, Boom)
Might Call Up The Members
To Slide With Artillery (Slide With Artillery)
She Wanna Be With Me, She Cannot Get With Me (Bitch)
Niggas Talkin', But He Is A Kid To Me (Grrah-grrah, Boom)
Hit ā²em Up, Watch His Body Move Jittery
Everything Dead, Niggas Cannot Get Rid Of Me (Grrah-grrah, Boom)
Brodie Move Sturdy, I Pass 'em A Perky (What?)
She A Freak, Goin' Dumb Off The Yerky, Huh
Yeah, They Be Talkinā² ā²bout How They Be Ballin' On Court
Donā²t Get Shot Out Your Jersey (Grrah-grrah, Boom)
Stay With Jackie 'cause She An Essential (She An Essential)
Big Chop, Clip Longer Than Pencil
Grrah, Grrah (Grrah), Like Dee Said, I Donā²t Need To Go Deep
I Go Doley And Bend Through
Wanna Meet Jesus? Bullets Gon' Send You (Grrah-grrah)
Everything Dead, Donā²t Make Me End You (Grrah-grrah, Boom)
I Got The Knock, I'm Throwin' Ten (What? Grrah-grrah)
I Call Up Dee And I Bet He Throw Ten Too (Grrah-grrah, Boom)
Me And Jenn Two-deep And We Might Spin Through (Skrrt)
Movinā² Funny, We Flock At Your Crew (Grrah-grrah)
And Iā²m Really Outside, I'm Not Hidinā² From You (Grrah-grrah)
If You Fuck With That Nigga Then Die With Him Too (Bitch)
Me And Tata Two Deep In The V (Gang-gang-gang)
When We Spinnin' Ya Block
We Gonā² Flock Out The Window (Grrah, Grrah, Grrah)
I Dropped Power, I Felt Like Matilda (Grrah-grrah, Boom)
No Time For The Games, Ain't No Time For Nintendo (Gang, Gang, Gang)
And These Hallows Gonā² Make You So Sleepy (Carter)
I Got A Silencer, I Gotta Tip-toe (Grrt-grrt, Baow)
And These Nigga Be Duckin' They Hidin' (Gang-gang-gang)
They Dodginā² These Bullets Like They Playinā² Limbo (Grrah-grrah, Boom)
She A Thot, I Make The Seat Hot (Gang-gang-gang)
Bullets Is Scorchin', Might Knock Off His Tree-top (Grrah-grrah-grrah)
Beat Up The Pussy, They Say I Could Beat Box (Grrah-grrah)
Niggas Duckinā² The Smoke, Detox (Grrah-grrah, Boom)
Every Time I'm On Court They Be Hidinā² (Gang-gang-gang)
Shot In Your Foot, Now You Megan Thee Stallion (Grrah-grrah)
Cdot Stay In The Field, He Be Wilin'
Shot In The Leg, Now He Losinā² His Balance (Now You Megan Theā, Gang)
Jerry Said, "Keep A Beam On The Blick" (What?)
Feel Like I'm Harden, I Shoot, I Don't Miss (What? Gang)
That Boy Runninā², Get Turned To A Spliff (Grrah, Grrah, Grrah)
Loadinā² The Clip And I Aim For His Lip (Grrah-grrah)
Lil' Thotty, She All On My Dick (Grrah-grrah)
Donā²t Know Her Name, But Her Pussy Legit (Grrah-grrah, Boom)
And, No, I Cannot Tweak For A Bitch (Grrt)
41 The Movement, You Cannot Commit (Gang-gang-gang)'
And That 4.5 Send Six, Like (Like, What?)
Head-crack If I Click It (Boom-boom-boom)
Why He Runninā²? The Beam On The Knocker
Jay Tote Will, I Brought Smith &' (Like)
Dead Spliff, Shit Buss Like Pasta (Gang)
Rude Boy, Ma Raised A Shotta (Gang-gang-gang)
She Eat It Up Like Pasta, But She Ainā²t Gettin' Nada (Gang-gang-gang)
And The Knock On My Hip So I Walk With A Lean (Walk With A Lean)
Wanna Cuff, I'm Like, "What Do You Mean?" (Grrah-grrah-grrah)
O In His Back, He Got Hit With The Beam (Like)
She Gonā² Shake It And Throw It On Me, Like (Treesha)
Two-step When I Walk In The Spot (Two-step)
Ooter On Go, He Not Talkinā² A Lot (On Bro)
Get Low, We Gon' Bend On The Cops (Grrah-grrah, Grrah-grrah)
Told Bro, "Chill," He Be Bendinā² A Lot (Gang-gang-gang)
Get Cold, Jay Pass Me The Heater (Like, Grrah)
Not Performin', You Sit On The Bleachers (Gang-gang-gang)
Spin Through, Sent Him To The Reaper (Gang-gang-gang)
Drop That Window, Grrah, Grrah, Grrah (Gang-gang-gang)
Get Cold, Jay Pass Me The Heater (Like)
Not Performinā², You Sit On The Bleachers (Gang-gang-gang)
Spin Through, Sent Him To The Reaper (Gang-gang-gang)
Drop That Window, Grrah, Grrah, Grrah (Gang-gang-gang, Gang-gang-gang)
Like
How You Runnin'? The Knock Got A Beam
Chop Promethazine, Make ā²em Lean (Dougie)
They Scream, "Action," When We On The Scene
Chopper Rip His Pants (Grrah), Fold Him By The Seam (Grrah-grrah)
Like, Lato The Bravo, The Hottest
Niggas Know That 41 Be The Topic (Like)
Boy, Want No Problems With Me, Watch Him Drop It (Damn)
Bullets'll Probably Plug A Nigga Socket, Damn (Like, What?)
If I'm Lurkinā² Then Iā²m Tryna Score (Like, What?)
Gang Is With Me, They Ready For War
Boy Don't Move Hot And Get Sent To The Lord (Like)
Keep I-T With Me, Iā²m Sendin' Out Four (Grrah)
Like, Iā²m For The Violence And Gore (Like, What?)
We Keep Clickin' ā²til That Nigga Gone
Are You Ready, Nigga, Are You Sure? (Are You What?)
Hit That Body-ody To The Floor, Like (Goddamn)
If I Got To, Nigga, I'ma End It (Like, What?)
Send The Addy, I'ma Clear The Distance (Goddamn)
Niggas Talkinā² Knowinā² That I'm With It (Whatā²s Up With It?)
Keep On Startin' With Me, Iā²ma Finish (Grrah-grrah)
Tryna See 'em Go (Like)
Call Up Bro, I Know He Do The Most (Goddamn)
Probably Burn ā²em, Turn 'em Into Toast, Like (Goddamn)
It Was Never Close, Like (Like, Damn)
I've Been Itchinā² To Pull Out The Sitch
AK A Demon, I Know He Gonā² Blitz
Swear Everything Dead, Watch Him Lift
Spin It Again If The First Hollows Miss
And These Niggas Don't Know What I Do
Politicians, Only There For The News
But A Nigga Got Nothinā² To Lose
Put Up Ya Mans, I Got Somethin' To Prove
Look, If Jerry Spot ā²em, He Gon Run (What?)
Jenn Keep Clickin', Roll Him For The Lung (Grrah-grrah)
KR Always Dumpinā² 'til It's Done
Dee On Point, Shooter Number One (Grrah-grrah, Boom, Nigga)
41 Gang, The Fuckinā² Gang
Yā²all Niggas Know The Vibes
Everything Dead
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