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[00:00.000] 作词 : Kyle Richh[00:00.000] 作曲 : Kyle Richh[00:00.000]41 - 41 Cypher[00:00.104][Intro: Kyle Richh & Diana Ross][00:00.170]Am I really hard to please?[00:03.018]Perhaps I have such special needs[00:09.604]I wondered what was wrong with me[00:13.176]My friends all fall so easily[00:14.435](AyoSam)[00:14.958]Grrah[00:15.794][Verse 1: Kyle Richh][00:15.838]Wh-Why he runnin'? I ain’t even click, like[00:17.691]I put the beam on his hip[00:18.945]That bich a thot, she gon' fvck off a spliff, like[00:20.704]She gon' switch on her friend for some d!ck, what?[00:22.551]Up it and blow, if I spot me a flex that’s on bro I'ma throw[00:24.817]Benny got hit, he got beat with the pole[00:26.112]I'ma spin on my dolo, no time for the shows, like, what?[00:28.686]She neaky, she nasty[00:30.023]Legs in the spot and they yellin' out, "Cathy"[00:31.862]Can't run, been spin the addy[00:33.150]I don't do internet shows, don't at me[00:34.979]He got stained, he was tryna be flashy[00:36.554]Sheik got the V, too tact, can't catch me[00:38.309]And these n!ggas don't got enough bread, like[00:39.925]Caught a shot to the chest, need a med, like[00:41.427]Lil' n!gga, I'm smokin' ya dead[00:42.932]He tried to run, caught a shot to the head, like[00:44.698]Heard enough, give a fvck what he said[00:46.212]He movin' wock, he get put on a bed, like[00:47.968]She don't like when I call her a leg[00:49.221]Thumb in her butt, pinnin' sh!t to the backboard[00:51.035]She a liar, that bich is a backdoor[00:52.566]That bich a thot, like, grrah, grrah, grrah[00:54.321]And these n!ggas go on live in they room, like, they not outside for real[00:57.486]Backdoor when it's time for the drill[00:58.490]We gon' empty the block, give a fvck how you feel[01:00.564]H-Hunnid dash, I'm a geek on the wheel[01:02.158]Gun jam up, he get beat with the steel[01:03.996]See a opp, I'ma flame, fvck a deal[01:04.848][Verse 2: Jerry West & Tata][01:05.448]When I click, brodie told me to chill[01:06.952]I will not stop 'til I reach me a mil'[01:08.465]Reload my gun when it's time for the drill (Grrah-grrah)[01:10.219]Then I aim at your top for the kill (Grrah-grrah)[01:11.815]Shots to the head, call that boy Little Bill[01:13.570]Brady the clip 'cause I shoot from the field[01:14.907]Reload my gun when it's time for the drill (Grrah-grrah-grrah)[01:16.420]Dotty a dummy, he died from a pill[01:18.229]EBK, I don't care how you feel[01:20.014]Keep a beam on the scope, never duck[01:21.274]Ace Dotty dead 'cause he ran out of luck (Grrah-grrah)[01:22.861]F-F-Fvck a Flexo, I'm turnin' sh!t up[01:24.397]Middleton blick on my hip, never run[01:26.174]I just dump 'til he dead on the floor[01:27.695]Reload my bullets with Christian Dior (Christian Dior)[01:29.451]When I shoot I don't use double hands[01:30.977]Free all my n!ggas that's stuck in the can (Free all my n!ggas)[01:32.984]Don't run, I got smoke in the air[01:34.089]Pass me the L, when I smoke it don't clear (Shh)[01:35.937]I'm a demon, not livin' in fear[01:37.275]That n!gga got shot and got left in that chair (Grrah-grrah-grrah)[01:39.040]Shoot at four quarters, I'm makin' it square (What?)[01:40.546]Fvckin' his bich and I don't really care (Grrah-grrah, what?)[01:42.053]Twenty-four shots when I'm lettin' it flare[01:43.387][Verse 3: Tata][01:43.888]Twenty-four shots when I up, I don't care, bich (Everything dead)[01:45.700]Everything deady, I'm ready (Grrah-grrah, what?)[01:47.054]Ootin' at n!ggas, I ain't showin' sympathy (Grrah)[01:48.643]Big 41, gang and 'em ready (Grrah-grrah, boom)[01:49.925]Might call up the members to slide with artillery (Slide with artillery)[01:51.715]She wanna be with me, she cannot get with me (Bich)[01:53.470]N!ggas talkin', but he is a kid to me (Grrah-grrah, boom)[01:55.229]Hit 'em up, watch his body move jittery[01:56.355]Everything dead, n!ggas cannot get rid of me (Grrah-grrah, boom)[01:58.118]Brodie move sturdy, I pass 'em a perky (What?)[01:59.876]She a freak, goin' dumb off the yerky, huh[02:01.631]Yeah, they be talkin' 'bout how they be ballin' on court, don't get shot out your jersey (Grrah-grrah, boom)[02:04.644]Stay with Jackie 'cause she an essential (She an essential)[02:06.215]Big chop, clip longer than pencil[02:07.518]Grrah, grrah (Grrah), like Dee said, I don't need to go deep, I go doley and bend through[02:10.819]Wanna meet Jesus? Bullets gon' send you (Grrah-grrah)[02:12.354]Everything dead, don't make me end you (Grrah-grrah, boom)[02:14.181]I got the knock, I'm throwin' ten (What? Grrah-grrah)[02:15.686]I call up Dee and I bet he throw ten too (Grrah-grrah, boom)[02:17.192]Me and Jenn two-deep and we might spin through (Skrrt)[02:19.000]Movin' funny, we flock at your crew (Grrah-grrah)[02:20.546]And I'm really outside, I'm not hidin' from you (Grrah-grrah)[02:21.800]If you fvck with that n!gga then die with him too (Bich)[02:23.555][Verse 4: Jenn Carter][02:24.058]Me and Tata two deep in the V (Gang-gang-gang)[02:25.059]When we spinnin' ya block, we gon' flock out the window (Grrah, grrah, grrah)[02:26.910]I dropped power, I felt like Matilda (Grrah-grrah, boom)[02:28.234]No time for the games, ain't no time for nintendo (Gang, gang, gang)[02:30.515]And these hallows gon' make you so sleepy (Carter)[02:31.620]I got a silencer, I gotta tip-toe (Grrt-grrt, baow)[02:33.399]And these n!gga be duckin' they hidin' (Gang-gang-gang)[02:34.701]They dodgin' these bullets like they playin' limbo (Grrah-grrah, boom)[02:36.549]She a thot, I make the seat hot (Gang-gang-gang)[02:38.100]Bullets is scorchin', might knock off his tree-top (Grrah-grrah-grrah)[02:39.621]Beat up the pvssy, they say I could beat box (Grrah-grrah)[02:41.384]N!ggas duckin' the smoke, detox (Grrah-grrah, boom)[02:43.189]Every time I'm on court they be hidin' (Gang-gang-gang)[02:44.454]Shot in your foot, now you Megan Thee Stallion (Grrah-grrah)[02:46.261]C Dot stay in the field, he be wildin'[02:47.798]Shot in the leg, now he losin' his balance (Now you Megan The—, gang)[02:49.358]Jerry said, "Keep a beam on the blick" (What?)[02:50.946]Feel like I'm Harden, I shoot, I don't miss (What? Gang)[02:52.702]That boy runnin', get turned to a spliff (Grrah, grrah, grrah)[02:54.211]Loadin' the clip and I aim for his lip (Grrah-grrah)[02:55.969]Lil' thotty, she all on my d!ck (Grrah-grrah)[02:57.245]Don't know her name, but her pvssy legit (Grrah-grrah, boom)[02:59.256]And, no, I cannot tweak for a bich (Grrt)[03:00.518]41 the movement, you cannot commit (Gang-gang-gang)[03:01.271][Verse 5: Dee Billz & Jay Gelato][03:02.023]And that .45 send six, like (Like, what?)[03:03.870]Head-crack if I click it (Boom-boom-boom)[03:04.876]Why he runnin'? The beam on the knocker[03:06.480]Jay tote Will, I brought Smith &' (Like)[03:08.234]Dead spliff, sh!t bust like pasta (Gang)[03:09.991]Rude boy, ma raised a shotta (Gang-gang-gang)[03:11.495]She eat it up like pasta, but she ain't gettin' nada (Gang-gang-gang)[03:14.565]And that knock on my hip so I walk with a lean (Walk with a lean)[03:16.909]Wanna cuff, I'm like, "What do you mean?" (Grrah-grrah-grrah)[03:18.163]O in his back, he got hit with the beam (Like)[03:20.018]She gon' shake it and throw it on me, like (Treesha)[03:21.273]Two-step when I walk in the spot (Two-step)[03:22.868]Ooter on go, he not talkin' a lot (On bro)[03:24.723]Get low, we gon' bend on the cops (Grrah-grrah, grrah-grrah)[03:25.977]Told bro, "Chill," he be bendin' a lot (Gang-gang-gang)[03:27.800]Get cold, Jay pass me the heater (Like, grrah)[03:29.382]Not performin', you sit on the bleachers (Gang-gang-gang)[03:30.930]Spin through, sent him to the Reaper (Gang-gang-gang)[03:32.445]Drop that window, grrah, grrah, grrah (Gang-gang-gang)[03:34.452]Get cold, Jay pass me the heater (Like)[03:35.979]Not performin', you sit on the bleachers (Gang-gang-gang)[03:37.331]Spin through, sent him to the Reaper (Gang-gang-gang)[03:38.836]Drop that window, grrah, grrah, grrah (Gang-gang-gang, gang-gang-gang)[03:40.089]Like[03:40.654][Verse 6: Jay Gelato][03:40.904]How you runnin'? The knock got a beam[03:41.993]Chop Promethazine, make 'em lean (Dougie)[03:43.789]They scream, "Action," when we on the scene[03:45.051]Chopper rip his pants (Grrah), fold him by the seam (Grrah-grrah)[03:46.826]Like, Lato the Bravo, the hottest[03:48.586]N!ggas know that 41 be the topic (Like)[03:50.122]Boy, want no problems with me, watch him drop it (Damn)[03:51.634]Bullets'll probably plug a n!gga socket, damn (Like, what?)[03:53.423]If I'm lurkin' then I'm tryna score (Like, what?)[03:54.990]Gang is with me, they ready for war[03:56.558]Boy don't move hot and get sent to the lord (Like)[03:58.095]Keep I-T with me, I'm sendin' out four (Grrah)[04:00.134]Like, I'm for the violence and gore (Like, what?)[04:01.441]We keep clickin' 'til that n!gga gone[04:02.947]Are you ready, n!gga, are you sure? (Are you what?)[04:04.548]Hit that body-ody to the floor, like (Goddamn)[04:06.305]If I got to, n!gga, I'ma end it (Like, what?)[04:07.858]Send the addy, I'ma clear the distance (Goddamn)[04:09.639]N!ggas talkin' knowin' that I'm with it (What's up with it?)[04:11.041]Keep on startin' with me, I'ma finish (Grrah-grrah)[04:12.848]Tryna see 'em go (Like)[04:13.933]Call up bro, I know he do the most (Goddamn)[04:15.438]Probably burn 'em, turn 'em into toast, like (Goddamn)[04:17.445]It was never close, like (Like, damn)[04:18.463][Verse 7: FMB Savo & Tata][04:18.965]I've been itchin' to pull out the sitch[04:20.575]AK a demon, I know he gon' blitz[04:22.424]Swear everything dead, watch him lift[04:23.674]Spin it again if the first hollows miss[04:25.737]And these n!ggas don't know what I do[04:26.990]Politicians, only there for the news[04:28.751]But a n!gga got nothin' to lose[04:30.038]Put up ya mans, I got somethin' to prove[04:31.818]Look, if Jerry spot 'em, he gon run (What?)[04:33.404]Jenn keep clickin', roll him for the lung (Grrah-grrah)[04:35.158]KR always dumpin' 'til it's done[04:36.454]Dee on point, shooter number one (Grrah-grrah, boom, n!gga)[04:40.802][Outro: Tata][04:41.647]41 gang, the ****in' gang[04:43.944]Y'all n!ggas know the vibes[04:45.038]Everything dead