Lyrics:
jae mere sath me ni tu
Ret jaise fisley mere hath me ni tu
Sab khali lge jb pass me ni tu
Bheed me m dhundu ek lankh me ni tu
Pass me h tu lge badhta
night,
and vanish without as trace.
H
There's a real life outside Hollywood,
where the bad ones have their say,
Fis
No happy-ends, no shaking hands –
Oh-h-h-h-h-h-hhh I'm steamin, a-go-ny!
Why's everybody always pickin on me?
They call me Puddin' Tane, and rap's my game
You ask me again and I'll t-tell you
fuck this place
Ima hop in the stu
Yuh-h-h-h-h-h
I'm bout to
I'm just i'm boutta go off
I just i been depressed and i got sum shit i wanna get off my
a waterfall b***h
Take his chain snort the caine ain't about the game
Got your mans framed, got your mans framed, eh
Put him on the news, when we hit him let
na
Kya tum ho mere
Ya mai behkah
Behkah sa
Nasha ye tere ya phir shaam aisi aayi h
Saja du lavzo se tu meri hi likhayi h
Har roz sochu ki phir aaj na
Glacey Theoktonos kanoun thrafsh
Asxhmh h poutana sou kai akoma rouxa vgazei
Afto einai underground, oxi esy den to kaneis
S'evalan sto map ma kai
that's checkin' for me
H'riiiiight?
Wake up in the mornin', it's (No one)... checkin' for me
I get to brushin' my teeth, then fetch me somethin' to eat
shor tha
Rehen sehen thoda bor tha
Ankho mein bas mere krodh tha
Khud hi main khud ke virodh tha
Mana ka ek hi sawal kya kismat me likha h chot kha
Haar
mundo se le arrima
Fanatica a los artistas
Dile Ledy
Ella nos piden más flow
Cuando llegue yo
Le meta más flow
Que se pone maniaca
Con mi runbon
La h
slack)
Back on the list (list)
I got more b***h (b***h)
I'm playing these games Lelo and Stitch
Found my spot and I call that my nitch
Got a genie and I've
głowy
Będziesz jak układ pierwiastków okresowy
Przyciągniesz atomy jak Bomba Car
Porzucisz nawet C2H5OH
Dryń dryń temat na imprezie pękł
Ja gonię jak Ben
We gone go to jail
S*** put them blunts out
H*** naw we trying to get high
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Uh
Yeah
Aye
I be so high
I done lost my whole damn
a h** hit 3 laps i'm bout my chicken
Finna milk the game i needa cash cow
Bandzo imma buy me a foreign juss to bap wow
If your hoin ain't goin shit you
Tune suna hi nhi
Meri baate ab toh saari barbaad
Sara dard tera tere hi toh baad h
Man baitha mera man bas yaad h
Ek fariyaad bas yahi baat h
Gayi tu
Lightning Speed, Bunna H
Paparazzi, Kamera
180 kmh
Penner werden überfahr´n
Und sie knipsen wieder Pics so wie Gale Weathers
Bleiben an mir dran so
with you fakes
Bout my pay then its yay if it aint go away
Keep these h**** on they toes like we at the ballet
You wanna play with me honey lets play
percent
If you know how I roll
Maybe a hunnid and ten
f*** all the foes
Baby I'm in for the win
And not all the h*** (not all the h***)
I might just hop in
Matt Da Rippa outta Ca$h's kitchen I'm stackin' chips and I'm sippin' heavy
Snatch the devil outta Linda Blair then bring 'em under the water wit me
talking about guns when we shoot at them first
Been smoking these spliffs but inside it still hurts
My bit*h is a rider she hold it in her purse
I rap about
yeah
Girls in my city want ballers
Girls in my city want ballers yeah
They call me C.H.R.I.S H.Y.D.R.O
Come roll with me
Imma change yo whole life from
so much h*** all on my d*** I might forget about you
That lil h** want be my girl
I said yeah you can
I'm not connected to you baby need to find a lan
a girl way more attention than your pocket
Than your pocket
Than your pocket
H.e. goddamn double them hockey sticks
I might be there quick
From my past
sind geisteskrank
Drücken ständig nur aufs Gas, ja 300 km/h, wir sind Highvans
Volle Pulle, oh my God, von ganz unten in die Charts
Dreh'n paar Runden,
Discuss these H Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In