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Tsumyoki - Pao Wala şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Tsumyoki

albüm: Way Too Messy


The way that they tryna stop me from taking this bread
I feel like a पाव वाला
No we ain't amigos, get the fuck outta my casa or I'ma go blasta
Link up with the gang for chai, Mange pull up on the cd dawn
On the stage you gon see me bomb, then I'm out with the boys
For some cheesy naan
I, I step on the beat then fuck it up, add more flavour than Adharak
Got a half ticket on the way to panjim, just like Bombay buss it up
Probably gonna scammed but mange be scoring a 50
The way that I flow on shit too clean, same way Mange rolling a ciggy
Make more noise on the margao market, spark it, where do we park it?
Pull pull pull up, pull up on the bikes, yo get the samosas, we starving
Pick up the gears, go faster, cops on the side, ignore them
Get the urrak I pour this, don't do beef only choris
And I be taking these shots like futsal
Roast your boy like a बुड्ढा
Ay bro, can you break this hundred note? I'm low on छुट्टा
Faking the flex all day long, you ain't no shoota, boy you a झूठा
Don't want no smoke, you a pussio bruv, I'ma call you चुटिया
The way that they tryna stop me from taking this bread
I feel like a पाव वाला
No we ain't amigos, get the fuck outta my casa or I'ma go blasta
Link up with the gang for chai, Mange pull up on the cd dawn
On the stage you gon see me bomb, then I'm out with the boys
For some cheesy naan
No I don't play no games but I'm swinging like cricket
Got, got 44 bars that'll kill it
Their shit's not good so I aim for the wicked (eat it up)
Man too many fuck with my lines
The other one's nothing, I'm busting these rhymes
That Tik Tok shit out of time
I'm doing 'em dirty when I'm spitting grime
How you gon' touch me? I'm way too high man, you can't even reach me
East coast boy by the blood where the beach be
See no joy when they fronting to tease me
Now they hitting my PC, need consoling 'cause I keep it real, G
Know they can't beat me, they bitter, I'm better, I'm keeping it चीनी
Bitches be calling me dada
They gonna go baga, I eat 'em like खाना
Man I'm chilling on the back of the jawa
Poker face when I be having some mazza
Smoke green but I'm killing these fools
Henceforth all these बहनचोद's getting these tools
Man I'm tired of them saying they tied up with me
Only thing they'll be tying is a noose
The way that they tryna stop me from taking this bread
I feel like a पाव वाला
No we ain't amigos, get the fuck outta my casa or I'ma go blasta
Link up with the gang for chai, Mange pull up on the cd dawn
On the stage you gon see me bomb, then I'm out with the boys
For some cheesy naan

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