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点击复制Perfume - A$AP Ferg
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Trap Lord on my belly free my ni**a Really
陷阱之王在我腹上 快放我兄弟出来
Elijah smoking that smelly ménages in the telly
以利亚抽着刺鼻烟 电视里演着三人行
Trap Lord on my belly free my ni**a Really
陷阱之王在我腹上 快放我兄弟出来
Elijah smoking that smelly ménages in the telly
以利亚抽着刺鼻烟 电视里演着三人行
Trap Lord on my belly free my ni**a Really
陷阱之王在我腹上 快放我兄弟出来
Elijah smoking that smelly ménages in the telly
以利亚抽着刺鼻烟 电视里演着三人行
Bonde b**ch named Shelly dick all in her belly
那个叫雪莉的妞 肚子里怀着我的种
I met that b**ch at a fashion show
我在时装秀上遇见那个妞
She was rocking Margiela
她身着马吉拉摇曳生姿
I was with Quasey Casey rocking all that Versace
我与奎西·凯西全身范思哲闪耀登场
Might be in there sailing smoking all that Beijing
或许正驾船吞云吐雾享受北京特供
Ten stacks in my pocket for no reason I got it
口袋躺着十万现金根本不需要理由
F**k around and hit Sin City tell that b**ch to pop it
敢搞事就直闯罪恶之城让那**乖乖就范
What's up with you and Purrp
你和珀普到底什么关系
I ain't into all of that gossip
老子没空听这些闲言碎语
He brought the funk into my crew
是他把脏血带进了我的地盘
You gotta ask Rocky about it
去问Rocky就知道了
All I know is A$AP riding in them Maybachs
我只知道A$AP坐在迈巴赫里飞驰
40 cal we spray that when AK brratt you take nap
40口径随时开火 AK扫射让你长眠
Oh Lord that Hood Pope oh Lord that Trap Lord
哦主啊 那是街头教皇 哦主啊 那是陷阱之王
Why they call you Trap Lord
为何称你为陷阱之王
'Cause you a rap lord to my casket
因为你主宰说唱界直到我入土
I ain't bowing to no time Hood Pope on my gold shine
我从不向任何人低头 街头教皇闪耀金光
My dirty niggas wanna tote nine but we talk rhyme
我的兄弟们随时准备开火 但我们用押韵说话
I tell them hold up
让他们都给我等着
All I know is that Trap Lord Trap Lord
我只认我的地下王国 地下王国
That Hood Pope
街头教父
All I know is that Trap Lord
我只认我的地下法则
But you're a rap Lord to my casket
而你不过是给我陪葬的说唱傀儡
All I know is that fast Porsche ah smoking that good smoke
我只认疾驰的保时捷 吞吐着顶级云雾
Model b**ch who from Brazil she want it on her culo culo
巴西来的模特*子 扭动着渴求更多
Riding around the city feeling like P Diddy
穿梭城市街头 嚣张如吹牛老爹
Glock 9 in my silk shirt ni**a no Pac and no Biggie
丝缎衬衫里藏着九毫米 不是Pac也不是Biggie
Riding around the city feeling like PDiddy
驱车穿梭城市 仿佛化身吹牛老爹
Glock 9 in my silk shirt ni**a no Pac and no Biggie ha
丝质衬衫配九毫米 既非Pac也非Biggie哈
No reply when you call Lord mama cry till her throat sore
拨通电话无人应答 母亲哭到嗓音嘶哑
Liechtenstein when I drunk four you was dying in this war hall
列支敦士登醉饮四杯 你早该在战场倒下
Body left near the staircase courtesy of the whole mob
楼梯转角横陈躯体 全体帮派成员敬上
Don't mean no f**king thing when I pull up in that Goyard
当我驾临戈雅豪车 世间规则皆是虚妄
Shooked up from that toe star ask questions like Nardwuar
药劲上头眼神涣散 追问不休像那Nardwuar
Like can you feel your f**king legs
你可还感受得到自己的双腿
I bet that ni**a cannot walk
我赌那家伙已经无法行走
Persian b**ch stack coke hard sniff white till her nose soft
波斯女人疯狂堆叠*** 吸到鼻软骨发软
I f**ked that b**ch with no rubber 'cause that b**ch be so raw
我毫无防护地占有她 因为她够野
Puff puff when the semi pump ni**a really gonna pop
烟雾吞吐间 半自动上膛 有人即将倒下
Trunks when you see me duck niggas really want
当我俯身时 你们这些废物才明白想要什么
Y'all punks can't see the God trap truly Lord
蝼蚁岂能窥见真正的陷阱之王
And I click like Donkey Kong when I hit this long
我像大金刚般重击 当蓄力爆发时
Better run when you see the mob you be seeing God
看到我们出现最好快跑 你将会见到上帝
Hear the drum when my niggas march you gong see Allah
听这战鼓轰鸣 我的兄弟出征你将遇见真主
You the son of a b**ch ni**a you daddy a broad
你是个**养的** 你爹是个娘炮
You a b**ch little b**ch ni**a probably wearing bras
你就是个穿**胸罩的**废物
All I know is that Trap Lord Trap Lord Trap Lord
我只知道 陷阱之王 陷阱之王 陷阱之王
That Hood Pope Hood Pope
街头教皇 街头教皇
All I know is that Trap Lord
我只认我的地下法则
But you're a rap Lord to my casket
而你不过是给我陪葬的说唱傀儡
All I know is that fast Porsche ah smoking that good smoke
我只认疾驰的保时捷 吞吐着顶级云雾
Model b**ch who from Brazil she want it on her culo culo
巴西来的模特*子 扭动着渴求更多
Riding around the city feeling like P Diddy
穿梭城市街头 嚣张如吹牛老爹
Glock 9 in my silk shirt ni**a no Pac and no Biggie
丝缎衬衫里藏着九毫米 不是Pac也不是Biggie
Riding around the city feeling like PDiddy
驱车穿梭城市 仿佛化身吹牛老爹
Glock 9 in my silk shirt ni**a no Pac and no Biggie
丝缎衬衫里藏着九毫米 不是Pac也不是Biggie
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