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kyle richh, jenn carter, tata, dee billz & jay gelato - 41 cypher 2 lyrics

[intro: kyle richh]
(this wicked, edott)
(young madz)
(that’s what i’m talkin’ about, that’s why he’s the mvp, that’s why he’s the goat, the goat)
grrah
(24 is the goat)

[verse 1: kyle richh]
why he runnin’? i ain’t even cl!ck
why he runnin’? i ain’t even fl!ck it
we make movies, we don’t do the snippets
walk through they strip and we make it explicit
rp bussin’, my energy different
see me irl and they energy different
shoot his head off, i don’t wanna get it
all black, it ain’t for the aesthetic, b+tch (like d+mn)
when they mention our name, better mention the things that we did to they gang
how they dissin’? they brothers was slain
like when they see me, they attitude change
i’m with the 4s and we ready for war (word to bro)
if you scared, bow down to the lord (word to bro)
if it’s a party, we roll up the opps, like

we don’t stop for the d’s, it’s a couple of guns in this car
we ain’t throwin’ from far
shot in his ass like he nicki minaj
fade who? not us
dissin’ the members, but who did you touch? (like d+mn)
ar got shot and he didn’t do sh+t but— but go live and do pull+ups (like d+mn)
[verse 2: tata & kyle richh]
grrah, mr. everything deady (what the f+ck?), i’m ready, ain’t showin’ no sympathy, b+tch (n+gga, everything dead)
walk around in they hood, i be droppin’ they sh+t, n+gga, n0body b+tchin’ me, d+mn (i be droppin’ they sh+t)
i told bro get up on him
g to his head, make him sing like a symphony (n+gga, get that n+gga)
said he sorry, like what is you sayin’? (four+one shots to the head, b+tch)
this can’t be the same n+gga dissin’ me
grrah, i got money, but i just be wakin’ up still tryna k!ll sh+t
grrah, i’m not happy ’cause more of they dudes gotta die when i turn on this k!ll switch (p+ssy)
send me the lo’, b+tch, i’m on it
they know i’m a pro at this game, i can’t help it (word to bro)
grrah, they run away from danger, i’m r+t+rded
i might put the g in his face and record it, b+tch
grrah, n+ggas get beat and embarrassed (what?), the first thing they do is go post it (what the f+ck?)
lato say don’t record when he totin’, i need a new strain, all these old n+ggas floatin’ (grr, boom)
no nicki, i’m takin’ pills and potions (pills and potions)
take a— and activate my focus
grrah, my b+tch so pretty, somethin’ like a lotus
your circle get smaller, elevate your motion, n+gga (word to bro)
n+ggas better do homework, b+tch, we come outside and they die (come outside and they die)
b+tch, why n+ggas lackin’ for drip with they mother? we could’ve sent ’em to the sky, word to bro
grrah, i’m with the savages, send me the lo’
and i ball like a maverick, pass me the torch
n+ggas ain’t crazy, jump off the porch (word to my dead)
like, b+tch, i’m on huntin’ lookin’ for the folks
[verse 3: jenn carter]
two deep, i’m with tata, .380 might flock at your māthā like it was a tic tac (tic tac)
why these n+ggas be talkin’? don’t get— (get back)
on the beat, i be cookin’ like i got a big back (big back)
droppin’ the 4, i’ma aim at her wig cap (wig cap)
got his sh+t took and he know that we did that (did that)
grrah (what?), b+tch, i got some sh+t that’ll make him run zig+zag (it’s carter, d+ckhead)
we controllin’ the v like it’s flintstones (flintstones)
d’s on my body, put tints on the window (window)
i told sv to floor it and get low (get low)
i cannot be caught for this glock that extend, bro (extend, bro)
feel like franklin, i came with my chop, so you know that it bark and you know that it echo (know that it echo)
we on top of the world, elmo (elmo)
b+tch, i got 4s in the spot movin’ ghetto (ghetto)
put the deuce in my ricks (like)
i see red off the liqs (b+tch, grrah)
off the wocky, she bent
she in my dm like, “jenn, jenn, jenn” (it’s carter, d+ckhead)
like, i’m with db, might catch him a petey
and they think i’m a dude, heart drop when they see me (see me, what?)
when we spin, run it back like a cd
brodie might oot it from back like he e.t., grrah

[verse 4: dee billz & jay gelato]
that .45 send six (baow+baow+baow), like
head crack if i cl!ck it (head crack)
.38 special, it spin like a fidget (.38, .38)
i send the blitz ’cause i’m really the ticket
and i got four shots (four shots), it’s one in the chamber (one in the chamber)
brand+new gun, i don’t know what to name her (i don’t know what to name her)
like a cat, bro playin’ with lasers (playin’ with lasers)
it’s a whole lotta different flavors (it’s a whole lotta flavors)
(baow+baow+baow, baow+baow+baow), and that metal is stuck to my hip like a magnet (like a magnet)
off the lean, i’m leanin’, think i am dreamin’, i got a whole lotta habits (i got a whole lotta habits)
thootie, thooties, we got a lot on the roster (thooties)
she eat the d+ck like pasta (like pasta)
but she still not gettin’ nada (not gettin’ nothin’)
no, she is not gettin’ nothin’ (she’s not gettin’ nothin’)
not a cop, so why would i cuff it? (so why would i cuff it?)
i’m tryna get me a bucket (get me a bucket)
i send bro, he a pro like a nugget (he a pro like a nugget, n+gga)
all the opps hate this, but, the b+tches, they love it (but the b+tches, they love it)
i’m not judy, why would i judge it? (why would i judge it?)
he don’t salute me, i gotta up it (4s)
[verse 5: jay gelato]
like rrah (rrah), b+tch, i’m back, b+tch, you thought it was over? (thought it was over?)
thought i was dennis, no way he was sober (n+gga)
stay smokin’— it’s a headpop aroma (boom, boom)
oh— oh, fresh tried to play in my face (in my face)
should’ve smacked in the face, i resorted to smith (i resorted to smith)
f+ck ’em [?] off of one, i could scratch off the list ([?])
ain’t no stoppin’ ’til all of them dead and we rich (boom, boom)
like how you runnin’? my g got a laser (laser)
lato got double lines and a razor (that’s a razor)
f+ck [?], been a 4 since frazier (boom, boom)
you was a d+ck, do not ask for no favors (fight)
n+ggas— n+ggas sleepin’ on me, n+ggas stupid (n+ggas stupid)
and i know n+ggas prayin’ i lose it (prayin’ i lose it)
like it’s alright, y’all don’t like when i prove it?
n+ggas lookin’ down, i’ma make ’em salute it (grrah, grrah, boom)
b+tch, just left pa (pa), [?] done on a— just to show i’m still on that (still on)
took a place and it feel like i call that
quarterback, i’m off the block, where the ball at? (boom, boom)
so many opps i could call but can’t call back (they can’t call back)
like n+ggas not tweakin’ with us
i done seen n+ggas droppin’ my 4 turn to dust (4s)
this munyun, sh+t on the opps is a must, b+tch

[outro: jay gelato]
huh
b+tch, i’m back, n+gga
4s in attendance, f+ck is wrong with y’all n+ggas?
like 4s, 4s (like we get to—)
huh, like we get to— like
4s, 4s, 4s

- kyle richh jenn carter tata dee billz jay gelato lyrics

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