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Warm It Up

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  • 作词 : Hall, Robert Bryson II
    作曲 : Hall, Robert Bryson II
    You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you...
    Warm it up Warm it up
    Warm it up Warm it up Warm it up
    Warm it up Warm it up
    Warm it up Warm it up Warm it up
    This that Young Sinatra *************t,
    Yeah this that Young Sinatra *************t
    Shut the ************* up and listen whenever your Sinatra spit
    Yeah your girl as fine as hell
    But she a Young Sinatra chick
    Hey Bobby how can you tell?
    She on a Young Sinatra *************
    All these rappers wack as *************,
    Make the Young Sinatra sick
    RattPack be the squad, that’s that Young Sinatra clique
    God damn, this the Young Sinatra clique, God damn
    Listen, yeah,
    I’m visualizing the realism in my life and actuality
    Stuck to me fatality yeah this *************t is my galaxy
    I am who the baddest be
    I’d rather be at academy
    Killers be glad to be me
    Magnify the *************t like bifocal
    Mother******s talk on the internet
    But in person they never vocal
    Come to the hood and ************* you up
    If you prefer to be local
    I’m local, from Noho, to Soho,
    Getting G’s like I’m Frodo, you know ho I’m
    Blessed like Sunday, flyer than a runway
    Little Bobby never second guess
    That he goin’ make it one day
    One wake, or another my brother word to your mother
    They should give me a badge cuz I’m always under-covers
    God damn I’m a miraculous man
    You know I get, I get it, I get it, I get it
    They turn out to spit it, rewind it and rip it
    I can murder your whole album with a 30 second snippet
    Pass the Mary Jane like
    I’m running a train with Peter Parker
    Until I have more *** in the city than Jessica Parker
    The deeper and deeper I go it get darker
    They say the want the old me,
    The want the Young Sinatra back
    The one that murder it, rip it up,
    Never gonna give it up around an almanac
    Yeah I’m all of that, fall back, like September again
    Basking these rappers
    So hard that they won’t remember again
    When it comes to Hip Hop, ************* I’m indigenous to this
    This apparent, I’m barring down like a parent
    When the beef is at steak, I’m Astros
    My god level lyricism surpass flows
    I’m much more than fast flows
    Money talk cash flows
    Let 'em say, whatever they say, pass, so
    ************* that rap *************t this that trap *************t (Bobby)
    This world is my contraption (Bobby)
    I was born and raised in the trap son (Bobby)
    Talk *************t get kidnapped son (Bobby)
    I don't really know why I rap son (ayy)
    Money in the bank, yeah I got some (ayy)
    Couple sports cars yeah I bought some (ayy)
    Thought you never flex Bobby get it done (ayy)
    Y'all don't really know where I come from
    Talking that *************t, I'm a come for it (what's good)
    Tell me what you really know about me right now
    Everything I want I get it somehow
    ************* that trap *************t this that rap *************t
    Give me the hand like John the Baptist
    Ready to whip it I hoove in the catcher
    Greatest alive like I'm Cassius
    I put 'em all in they caskets
    They can't see me get past this
    I'm a bastard that mastered the flow
    And none of y'all ready for this massacre though
    ************* what Logic had absent though
    Matter of fact it's not impossible
    But highly improbable like
    Saying the police isn't robbable
    But I'm liable to walk up into a station in blue face
    Like ************* the police!
    Blue lives ain't a race
    ************* whoever said this rap *************t was never a race
    This *************t a marathon
    Murder you mother******s and carry on
    Claiming that you really 'bout ya *************t
    You got your Jim Carrey on, "Liar liar"
    I might crucify ya
    Number one 'til I die
    Will never retire
    I am the Messiah
    I am the God of this *************t
    This is how we do it
    Yeah I started this *************t, yes I started this *************t like
    ************* that rap *************t this that trap *************t (Bobby)
    This world is my contraption (Bobby)
    I was born and raised in the trap son (Bobby)
    Talk *************t get kidnapped son (Bobby)
    I don't really know why I rap son (ayy)
    Money in the bank, yeah I got some (ayy)
    Couple sports cars yeah I bought some (ayy)
    Thought you never flex Bobby get it done (ayy)
    Y'all don't really know where I come from
    Talking that *************t, I'm a come for it (what's good)
    Tell me what you really know about me right now
    Everything I want I get it somehow
    You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you...
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Hall, Robert Bryson II
    [00:01.000] 作曲 : Hall, Robert Bryson II
    [00:10.44]You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you...
    [00:20.79]Warm it up Warm it up
    [00:22.94]Warm it up Warm it up Warm it up
    [00:25.46]Warm it up Warm it up
    [00:27.78]Warm it up Warm it up Warm it up
    [00:29.60]This that Young Sinatra *************t,
    [00:30.73]Yeah this that Young Sinatra *************t
    [00:32.13]Shut the ************* up and listen whenever your Sinatra spit
    [00:34.64]Yeah your girl as fine as hell
    [00:35.74]But she a Young Sinatra chick
    [00:37.03]Hey Bobby how can you tell?
    [00:38.25]She on a Young Sinatra *************
    [00:39.58]All these rappers wack as *************,
    [00:40.89]Make the Young Sinatra sick
    [00:42.08]RattPack be the squad, that’s that Young Sinatra clique
    [00:44.61]God damn, this the Young Sinatra clique, God damn
    [00:47.81]Listen, yeah,
    [00:49.36]I’m visualizing the realism in my life and actuality
    [00:52.23]Stuck to me fatality yeah this *************t is my galaxy
    [00:54.53]I am who the baddest be
    [00:55.62]I’d rather be at academy
    [00:57.19]Killers be glad to be me
    [00:58.63]Magnify the *************t like bifocal
    [01:00.44]Mother******s talk on the internet
    [01:02.09]But in person they never vocal
    [01:03.64]Come to the hood and ************* you up
    [01:05.01]If you prefer to be local
    [01:06.18]I’m local, from Noho, to Soho,
    [01:07.68]Getting G’s like I’m Frodo, you know ho I’m
    [01:10.05]Blessed like Sunday, flyer than a runway
    [01:11.76]Little Bobby never second guess
    [01:13.42]That he goin’ make it one day
    [01:14.54]One wake, or another my brother word to your mother
    [01:17.11]They should give me a badge cuz I’m always under-covers
    [01:19.77]God damn I’m a miraculous man
    [01:21.76]You know I get, I get it, I get it, I get it
    [01:23.99]They turn out to spit it, rewind it and rip it
    [01:26.17]I can murder your whole album with a 30 second snippet
    [01:29.22]Pass the Mary Jane like
    [01:30.43]I’m running a train with Peter Parker
    [01:31.87]Until I have more *** in the city than Jessica Parker
    [01:34.89]The deeper and deeper I go it get darker
    [01:36.75]They say the want the old me,
    [01:37.98]The want the Young Sinatra back
    [01:39.48]The one that murder it, rip it up,
    [01:40.55]Never gonna give it up around an almanac
    [01:42.15]Yeah I’m all of that, fall back, like September again
    [01:44.76]Basking these rappers
    [01:45.96]So hard that they won’t remember again
    [01:47.31]When it comes to Hip Hop, ************* I’m indigenous to this
    [01:49.78]This apparent, I’m barring down like a parent
    [01:51.50]When the beef is at steak, I’m Astros
    [01:53.57]My god level lyricism surpass flows
    [01:55.88]I’m much more than fast flows
    [01:57.24]Money talk cash flows
    [01:58.65]Let 'em say, whatever they say, pass, so
    [01:59.95]************* that rap *************t this that trap *************t (Bobby)
    [02:02.13]This world is my contraption (Bobby)
    [02:04.66]I was born and raised in the trap son (Bobby)
    [02:07.22]Talk *************t get kidnapped son (Bobby)
    [02:09.58]I don't really know why I rap son (ayy)
    [02:11.95]Money in the bank, yeah I got some (ayy)
    [02:14.46]Couple sports cars yeah I bought some (ayy)
    [02:16.87]Thought you never flex Bobby get it done (ayy)
    [02:19.49]Y'all don't really know where I come from
    [02:21.72]Talking that *************t, I'm a come for it (what's good)
    [02:24.58]Tell me what you really know about me right now
    [02:26.90]Everything I want I get it somehow
    [02:29.86]************* that trap *************t this that rap *************t
    [02:31.16]Give me the hand like John the Baptist
    [02:32.32]Ready to whip it I hoove in the catcher
    [02:33.47]Greatest alive like I'm Cassius
    [02:34.77]I put 'em all in they caskets
    [02:36.29]They can't see me get past this
    [02:37.36]I'm a bastard that mastered the flow
    [02:38.71]And none of y'all ready for this massacre though
    [02:40.16]************* what Logic had absent though
    [02:41.32]Matter of fact it's not impossible
    [02:43.05]But highly improbable like
    [02:44.16]Saying the police isn't robbable
    [02:45.77]But I'm liable to walk up into a station in blue face
    [02:48.06]Like ************* the police!
    [02:49.09]Blue lives ain't a race
    [02:50.33]************* whoever said this rap *************t was never a race
    [02:52.63]This *************t a marathon
    [02:53.76]Murder you mother******s and carry on
    [02:55.37]Claiming that you really 'bout ya *************t
    [02:57.03]You got your Jim Carrey on, "Liar liar"
    [02:59.13]I might crucify ya
    [03:00.47]Number one 'til I die
    [03:01.83]Will never retire
    [03:03.00]I am the Messiah
    [03:04.20]I am the God of this *************t
    [03:06.00]This is how we do it
    [03:07.16]Yeah I started this *************t, yes I started this *************t like
    [03:09.84]************* that rap *************t this that trap *************t (Bobby)
    [03:12.10]This world is my contraption (Bobby)
    [03:14.61]I was born and raised in the trap son (Bobby)
    [03:17.06]Talk *************t get kidnapped son (Bobby)
    [03:19.51]I don't really know why I rap son (ayy)
    [03:21.94]Money in the bank, yeah I got some (ayy)
    [03:24.44]Couple sports cars yeah I bought some (ayy)
    [03:26.93]Thought you never flex Bobby get it done (ayy)
    [03:29.58]Y'all don't really know where I come from
    [03:31.79]Talking that *************t, I'm a come for it (what's good)
    [03:34.96]Tell me what you really know about me right now
    [03:37.76]Everything I want I get it somehow
    [03:40.60]You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you...