Lyrics : Jermone Misa/Kekra/Rigels Rajku/Spencer Magalogo/Stephan Allen/Vivian Fernandes
Music : Jermone Misa/Kekra/Rigels Rajku/Spencer Magalogo/Stephan Allen/Vivian Fernandes
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?
Retaliation is a must
When I buck my opps, there's no remorse
No maybe, If's or buts (Done with the talking)
Two, seven ride out to the fifth
When I come through, waving that stick like Dutch
Try ask me and the war is simple
We hate them and the boys hate us
Plus I'm in love with all of that grieving
'Cuz anytime one of them gеts touched
(Grab it, cut it, break it)
Parcel camе like a rugby ball
Put that in a tee and boot it
I ain't with all the schemes and rumours
I provide for the fiends and shooters (That's Gang)
Cops got us on surveillance cuz', and it ain't for the music (True)
If you're down for the gang then prove it
Go 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?
Retaliation is a must
When I buck my opps, there's no remorse
Retaliation is a must
When I buck my opps, there's no remorse
Trop chaud j’suis pas comme les autres
Y'a d'la mousse blanche 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
Guette the time, guette 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, huh
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?
Retaliation is a must
When I buck my opps, 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 p***ies, Ellen DeGeneres
To-to-touch my my kind I'ma settle it (Oyi, oyi)
Come beef with a veteran
When you grip that don't get hesitant (C'mon!)
Keep back control your adrenaline
Eight in the clip, one in the chamber
Somebody's in danger
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
(Prra-ta-ta-ta)
P***y, what dem a talk
Tell 'em watch how badman a walk
Tell 'em man is back for the war
Man, I took everything now I'm back for some more
Rvchet niset nga Londra
K'ta e din' që s'ka lojna
Çunat punë paketojna
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
E dinë k'ta jena plot', pasha zotin s'boj kot
Çunat n'rrugë si robokop, mbledhi pare si me krap
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?
Retaliation is a must
When I buck my opps, there's no remorse
A hood qawalli, hood safari
A Hindustani, Pakistani kurte me ladki mere phene sari
A jeb hai bhari mein na bhetda khali
Smoke banala bag awala
Jo mehsoos mein ne sirf wahi batara
Flow awara, shor sharaba woh nashe me afsoos hamara
Khali peeli timepass ke liye mare wheelie
Suit wala logon se bhi deal bhi le li
A Gandhi, Benji, Euro, Pounds patte dheeli
Fxxk the genie, fxxk the chini
Spice mujhe do, dice mujhe do
Dutchavelli Bambai ka
Pyar tu rak mujhe de paisa, chal
The things that I've done with Jeezy, I pray that it never gets seen in court
No face, no case
I do it bare face, gotta see me abroad
My shorty wants Christian Dior
I made her whip majj with a kitchen fork
Fireman, he on demon time
Need a extendo, no extension cord
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?
Retaliation is a must
When I buck my opps, 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?
Retaliation is a must
When I buck my opps, there's no remorse