Bhuka pet leke rap karu mic pe

Tu aara meri gully me toh launde tere ko fight de

Mera badh raha tha pet

Abhi khane me paisa aur aurat, mai strictly hu diet pe

Mera shooter teri basti me baa

Tere ko run nahi dega bhale pairo me Nike

Meri dosti hai 16 saal ki chokri

Jisko milti wo bolta "bohot tight hai"

Pilot

Lagra tha case mera shooter jama chauki me chai pe

Bhai pe

Doctor ne faad diya bill likha parchi me "migrane"

Silence

Sun ke khabar shooter raddi me bech dala i10

Kay re?

(Picture)

Tab se bana raha hu jab se tu karra tha pirate

Meri chali ka tana bhai, shooter dialoog likhta likhe gaana nahi

Meri chidiya ko dega tu dana bhai

Agar bombay ki sadko ka shana bhai

Meri jeb me ho aana nahi

Tab bhi tere sar pe rakh du taara bhai

Meri gully me gali hai, naara nahi

Mere se bachne ko dega kaun sahara bhai

Chauk pe dukaan apan Dairy king

Fuljhadi chokri mai fulchand bling

Ek shaana dera tha dhande pe aankh

Mera shooter kiya pull up, now he barely blinks

Launde mere milte toh karte hai toast

Glass mere racist karte hai chink

Yeh gun meri bitch, kare launde ghost, ah

Scary thing

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Launde mere karte hai charbi kam sheher bole ozempic

Maine suna tera khandaan nahi

Tu chakma de paayega baar baar nahi

Abe kamre chote lage darbaar nahi

Meri gun kabhi rakhti hai karza nahi

Badle ko tarsa nahi

Bhale badle me badal gya barsaat bhai

Abe Paisa sheisty hai, parda nahi

Paisa gol ghumta hai khele garba bhai

Chalu abhi charcha bhai

Bheje me Bombay ka naksha sahi

Mere launde logg khate hai patto se jaise khane me hai bartan nahi

Mere paise ki sautan nahi

Aur mai paisa ka naukar nahi

Khabar aayi builder ne be san

Thaali me farsaan bhai

This rap aint cheap

Maine khoya mera ghar, maine khoye mere dost aur maa se hai baat nahi

Duniya se karta umeed, meri maa ko dikhaya kaam maa boli kuch bhi hai khaas nahi

Karne ka rap nahi, shooter kare clap bhai

Fuck them ****** agar wo karte wo dab nahi

Launde saare married to the game

Mera style karo Tailor mai deta hu naap bhai

Shooter gine ghaav wo ghayal nahi

Launde khiche note lage choir bhai

Kaisa tu dost agar biased nahi

Pasand mere ko Bombay me Riot nahi

Launde kare cross bole "Jesus please"

Gardan pe baithi meri industry

I treat that bitch like Jesus piece

Aadhe kare kaand aadhe launde kare cheat

That shit dies with me