Paroles et traduction BISON - RAAJ KUMAR

RAAJ KUMAR

Na talwaar ki dhar se
Na goliyon ki bauchaar se
Banda darta hai to sirf
Parwar Digaar se
Suroor chadha rap ka hai
Kaise kare band
Naye rappers chaud re
Kis baat ka ghamand
Scene mai purana
Tera cheen lu zamana
Mere ladko mai aaag
Hum drill kare run
Block mera proud
Mujhe text kare ladke
Tera thank you rhega
Tu bhi fan yu banega
Tujhe pata na chalega
Mujhe sunn
Tera bhai
Head band jab karega
Vibe kidhar
Tere gaano ki hai vibe kidhar
Nine figures
Paise chahiye mujhe nine figures
Baithta ni mujhe aati nahi vibe jidhar
Kaam pe call karke puche mujhe bhai kidhar
Fuck peace
Rade pe laude lagate
Yaha pe daagein leke jaate jo bhi
Chaude mai hai aate
Vishwasghaat
Launde saare namak haraam
Saare school karu inhe jo bhi muft ka hai khaatein
Huh
Sar down
I'm the king of this shit
Meri art meri crown
Check the bling of this singh
Chick text kare text bison hai kidhar
Ab bison to baitha hai building mai bitch
Mere saaath karo baat nahi
Baat karo mujhse to zubaan ko sambhal bhai
Kabse krre hai rap bhai
Tere aaj ka art mere kal ka hai past bhai
Sick sick
Mid rappers on my hitlist
Which bitch
Teri main on my chicklist
Shit shit
Pheke best but it still missed
Kiss kiss
Chahiye chori with the thick lips
6feet
Ghutne pe teri bitch witch
Fuck guilts
Chu ke bhagu uska tit wit
Moshpit
Aaya scene mai kon hai
Seen mai kon hai
Scene ka don mai chal
Yeah Yeah Yeah
You know what time it is
Beat Switch dekho Aaya drill pe kon hai
Tere aage peeche ghume saare chindi khokle
Drill pe chadu har baat pe moshpit
Hum tate ke launde har beat pe toxic
Missionary pasand mujhe
Goonj jaaate kamre
Hum bhun denge tumhe
Jab dikh jaati shakalein
Jo kalam laaya
Shunya tha school mai
Ussi kalam se kala banake
Daale jaara nazamein
Aake pakad meri teesri taang
Puja paath se khuli hai meri teesri aankh
Third degree bars teri kheech remand
Mere bars denge saza lage sirf tihad
Hate dere mujhe mere vocals pe
Mere jaise kya nikal sakta vocal tey
Gifted hu bhai mere vocals se
Single banau tujhe vocals se
Tinder pe biwi teri kari mujhe right swipe
Man dola mera jab dekhi uski thic thighs
Brown shawty lage meri nayi koi milf aayi
Visionary launde jaise lagi meri fish eye
Udhaar ki khareede ladke 20 ki gold
Sugar mommy saaare lage gol matol
Aadhe emo rapper kare beat pe choke
Tum ho lun ke neeche
Mere tatte khoj chal

RAAJ KUMAR

I'm not afraid of a sword
Nor a hail of bullets
A man only fears
The consequences of his actions
The rap vibe is on fire
How can you stop it?
New rappers are so full of themselves
What's their pride about?
I'm a veteran on the scene
I'll steal your time
My guys are on fire
We drill and run
My block is proud
The guys text me
They'll thank you
You'll become a fan too
You won't even realize it
Listen to me
Your brother
When my head band's on
Where's the vibe?
Where's the vibe in your songs?
Nine figures
I need nine figures
I can't sit still, I don't get the vibe there
They call me for work, asking "Where's my brother?"
Fuck peace
We're ruthless, we're out for blood
We leave marks wherever we go
We're coming in strong
Betrayal
All these guys are scum
I'll put them all through school, the ones who take for free
Huh
Head down
I'm the king of this shit
My art is my crown
Check out the bling on this Singh
The chicks text me "Where's Bison?"
Bison is chillin' in the building, bitch
Don't talk to me like that
If you talk to me, watch your tongue, bro
I've been rapping for ages, bro
Your art today is my past, bro
Sick sick
Mid rappers on my hitlist
Which bitch
You're on my chicklist
Shit shit
I gave my best, but it still missed
Kiss kiss
I need a girl with thick lips
6feet
Your witch on her knees
Fuck guilts
I'll grab her tit and run
Moshpit
Who's in the scene?
Who's in the scene?
The king of the scene is here
Yeah Yeah Yeah
You know what time it is
Beat switch, see who came on the drill?
All these fake asses are behind you
We're on the drill, we're moshing on every word
We're toxic on every beat
I like missionary
The room is buzzing
We'll roast you
When the faces show up
The one who brought the pen
He was zero in school
With the same pen, he created art
He's dropping poems
Come and grab my third leg
My third eye is open through worship and prayer
Third-degree bars, you're in my custody
My bars will punish you, you'll get sentenced
They hate me for my vocals
Who else can pull off vocals like mine?
I'm gifted, my vocals are unreal
I'll make you a single with my vocals
Your wife right-swiped me on Tinder
My man's rocking when he sees her thick thighs
My new milf came, a brown shawty
I'm a visionary dude, it's like I have fish eyes
Guys buy 20k gold on credit
All the sugar mommies are round and plump
Half the emo rappers choke on the beat
You're under my dick
Find my tattes