Deh Deh

800 Hertz
 Rise up the thing, and baow, deh deh
 Let's ding right round
 Slap P's for a tech
 No watch but I'm able to bust that down
 9 gang, circle around
 Rise up the ting and baow, deh deh
 We crash on peds
 .44 in the back, let's ding right round
 Slap P's for a tech
 No watch but I'm able to bust that down
 No way, we don't do no square routes
 9 gang, circle around
 On my block, there's a T meeting
 Tell my young boy, "Circle around"
 Ain't my luck if the ting don't sneeze
 Don't care if it's P's, I'm bruckin' it down
 Don't flex and chill with the opps
 Then think that everything criss like Brown
 9 boys pop up with skengs, both sides
 No trace and we're lurkin' your town
 You don't 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
 I'm speakin' facts, I don't chat shit on the trap, man live it
 Booted your mumsie's yard
 All now, that son didn't chippin' (baow)
 All of my favourite pagans locked in the wok
 Now I'm beefin' clowns and chickens
 Back then I was young with the Smith and
 So I ain't gotta prove no points
 Real gangsters don't need to talk 'bout drillings
 I made some cake to my name
 This paper attracted a load of women
 I'm a natural thug so the ladies love how I'm winning
 Feds took both of the waps, that's a big expense
 Now half of my team on the bench
 It's sad 'cause the opp boys think they got booters
 More time, they ain't been bent, listen, Free Chapo
 We were in the bando plottin' things, it's ments
 Opps get watered daily, dare man, circle around
 And you're gonna get drenched, splash, wet up
 Rise up the ting and baow, deh deh
 We crash on peds
 44 in the back, let's ding right round
 Slap P's for a tech
 No watch but I'm able to bust that down
 No way, we don't do no square routes
 Nine gang, circle around
 On my block, there's a T meeting
 Tell my young boy, "Circle around"
 Ain't my luck if the ting don't sneeze
 Don't care if it's P's, I'm bruckin' it down
 Don't flex and chill with the opps
 Then think that everything criss like Brown
 9 boys pop up with skengs, both sides
 No trace and we're lurkin' your town
 I'm slappin' up fools and pressurin' clowns
 If we buck into opps on a trip then I'm duckin' him down
 Reverse, reverse in Lands, don't 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 don't wanna get locked in the Thame' or 'Ville
 Reverse that redrum, 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 tek man's Lizzy
 No draw outs on my block cah we're broadway busy (lurkin')
 Back them, used to grip a dirty .22's for the opps
 Now the young boys burst that driggy
 Young boy, go check The Met, I live what I rap 'bout, don't be silly
 Rise up the ting and baow, deh deh
 We crash on peds
 .44 in the back, let's ding right round
 Slap P's for a tech
 No watch but I'm able to bust that down
 No way, we don't do no square routes
 Nine gang, circle around
 On my block, there's a T meeting
 Tell my young boy, "Circle around"
 Ain't my luck if the ting don't sneeze
 Don't care if it's P's, I'm bruckin' it down
 Don't flex and chill with the opps
 Then think that everything criss like Brown
 Nine boys pop up with skengs, both sides
 No trace and we're lurkin' your town
 I'm slappin' up fools and pressurin' clowns
 Rise up the ting and baow, deh deh
 We crash on peds
 .44 in the back, let's ding right round
 Slap P's for a tech
 No watch but I'm able to bust that down
 No way, we don't do no square routes
 Nine gang, circle around
 On my block, there's a T meeting
 Tell my young boy, "Circle around"
 Ain't my luck if the ting don't sneeze
 Don't care if it's P's, I'm bruckin' it down
 Just fuckin' about, haha
 800 Hertz