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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Onefour
Onefour
Vocals
Noizy
Noizy
Vocals
DIVINE
DIVINE
Vocals
Dutchavelli
Dutchavelli
Vocals
Kekra
Kekra
Vocals
Zachary Scipio
Zachary Scipio
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kekra
Kekra
Songwriter
Jermone Misa
Jermone Misa
Songwriter
Rigels Rajku
Rigels Rajku
Songwriter
Spencer Magalogo
Spencer Magalogo
Songwriter
Stephan Allen
Stephan Allen
Songwriter
Vivian Fernandes
Vivian Fernandes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rvtchet
Rvtchet
Engineer
Solo Tohi
Solo Tohi
Engineer
Varun Parikh
Varun Parikh
Engineer
Willstah, Holombo
Willstah, Holombo
Engineer
Big Zeeko
Big Zeeko
Producer

Lyrics

Big Zeeko Look I can tell you 'bout bando diaries I never done 419 or fraud Nokia phone and a Lyca sim In the whip with cash and I'm goin' up North I straight drop crack in boiling water Who woulda thought rap would open doors? (doors) Retaliation is a must When I buck my opps, there's no remorse (there's no remorse) No maybe, if's or buts (I'm done with the talking) Two-seven ride out to the 5th When I come through Waving that stick like Dutch Try ask me but the war is simple We hate them and the boys hate us Plus I'm in love with all of that grieving 'Cause every time one of them get touched Grab it, cut it, brick or blow Parcel came like a rugby ball Put that in the tee and boot it (boot it) I ain't with all the schemes and rumors (nah) I Provide for the fiends and shooters (that's gang) Cops got us on surveillance 'cause, and it ain't for the music (true) If you're down for the gang then prove it Go and show my men how to use it (where they at?) I can tell you 'bout bando diaries I never done 419 or fraud Nokia phone and a Lyca sim In the whip with cash and I'm goin' up North I straight drop crack in boiling water Who woulda thought rap would open doors? (doors) Retaliation is a must When I buck my opps, there's no remorse (there's no remorse) Retaliation is a must When I buck my opps, there's no remorse (wow) Trop chaud j'suis pas comme les autres Y'a d'la mousse moche qui sort d'la bouche des autres (vréel) Crackpipe, overdose J'te baise, j'passe à autre chose Armes de l'Est remplacent la Bose Pour éteindre la mèche, gros j'expose Take the time, take the time Quand il s'agit de représailles J'arrache la médaille, j'fais pas d'détails Un re-fré die et ça sort le nine Pour garder l'smile, ça take ta maille Peine capitale et j'décapite, aïe Peine capitale et j'décapite I can tell you 'bout bando diaries I never done 419 or fraud Nokia phone and a Lyca sim In the whip with cash and I'm goin' up North I straight drop crack in boiling water Who woulda thought rap would open doors? (Doors) Retaliation is a must When I buck my opps, there's no remorse (there's no remorse) They can't bar with me about war 'Cause I been on more trips than Postman Pat It's all fun and games on the internet 'Till they see this spotlight flash How's this war been tit for tat When we ride on them and they ain't come back If I ain't cheffing these dogs on the main Then I'm serving up food in the council flats Gotta keep my talk to a minimum 'Cause I can't risk my criminal benefits That's why I don't war like Taliban They're like pussies Ellen DeGeneres Touch my my kind I'ma settle it Come beef with a veteran When you grip that, don't get hesitant Keep back control your adrenaline Eight in the clip, one in the chamber Somebody's in danger (ay) Pull up and empty that shit on a stranger Then its back in the range Burn that shit then now I'm back on a stage Who woulda thought I'd be rapping today? Bro came home threw some racks his way Told him chill just relax and pray Pussy, what dem a talk (brr) Tell 'em watch how badman a walk (woah) Tell 'em man is back for the war Man, I took everything now I'm back for some more (shh) Rvchet niset nga Londra (Londra) Kta e dinë që s'ka lojna (nah) Çunat punë paketojna (woah) Loja hala është e jona Like nah, nah, we don't play too much When war time, we don't pray too much Nah, nah, we don't play too much When war time, we don't (bubububum) E dinë kta jena plot (plot) Pasha zotin s'boj kot (nah) Çunat n'rrugë si robokop (woah) Mbledhi pare si me krap (shh) I can tell you 'bout bando diaries I never done 419 or fraud Nokia phone and a Lyca sim In the whip with cash and I'm goin' up North I straight drop crack in boiling water Who woulda thought rap would open doors? (Doors) Retaliation is a must When I buck my opps, there's no remorse (there's no remorse) Ah, hood क़वाली, hood सफ़ारी Ah, हिंदुस्तानी, पाकिस्तानी कुर्ते में लड़की मेरी पहने साड़ी Ah, जेब है भारी, मैं ना बैठता खाली Smoke बना ला, bag हवाला जो महसूस मैंने सिर्फ़ वहीं बतारा Flow आवारा, शोर-शराबा वो नशे में अफ़सोस हमारा Ah, खाली-पीली time-pass के लिए मारे wheelie Suit वाले लोगों से फ़िर deal भी ले ली Ah, गाँधी, Benji, Euro, Pounds पत्ते ढीली Fuck the genie, fuck the चीनी Spice मुझे दो, dice मुझे दो Dutchavelli बम्बई का (err) प्यार तू रख, मुझे दे पैसा, चल The things that I've done with Jeezy, I pray that it never gets seen in court No face, no case (no face, no case) I do it bare face, gotta see me abroad (yeah) My shorty wants Christian Dior I made her whip majj with a kitchen fork (brrt) Fireman, he on demon time Need a extendo, no extension cord (yeah) As a kid, no, I never liked goin' to school Fell in love with money and guns The war with the other side can't get squashed 'Till all of them drop, the beef ain't done Opp in a spliff or 41 Either way, something's gonna have to get bun Ever since "Dem man", all I hear is "Dem man" I know dem man'll wanna hear my song (Velli) I can tell you 'bout bando diaries I never done 419 or fraud Nokia phone and a Lyca sim In the whip with cash and I'm goin' up North I straight drop crack in boiling water Who woulda thought rap would open doors? (Doors) Retaliation is a must When I buck my opps, there's no remorse (there's no remorse) I can tell you 'bout bando diaries I never done 419 or fraud Nokia phone and a Lyca sim In the whip with cash and I'm goin' up North I straight drop crack in boiling water Who woulda thought rap would open doors? (Doors) Retaliation is a must When I buck my opps, there's no remorse (there's no remorse) (Tell you 'bout bando diaries) (Nokia phone and a Lyca sim)
Writer(s): Jeffrey Allen, Rigels Rajku, Jerome Misa, Spencer Magalogo, Vivian Fernandes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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