paroles de chanson Devil Cousin's - SwaGGie feat. MC THC

Get up man (yeah yeah)
Alright
1,2,3 let's go

Gang bang bar's phat te ye grenade
Can't hold our tongue they're tempted
Kaccha chabbae eat you alive we're fucking devil cousin's
kanpatti pe pade pat pat chaante baje sannate
Beta door rehna reh nahi toh bohot marenge
Laude khod daalenge
Ched hi ched, ched hi ched, ched hi ched teko (unh)
Blood bath, you enjoying that or you getting mad
This is code red oh look at that
How bad does it look
Now your dad will be shook & I feel sorry for you, sir
Shuru karun tera countdown
Tere ginti ke din gin makhi ki tarah kar bhin bhin
Idhar shit hi hota hit matar gashti karrele
Abe girgit hai saare inke rang badal jate
Jab jalne lagi bhai se toh saanp bane saare
Yeh bachkane boiler ab humko sikhare beta
Din dahade thukega kya dekhega kya taare
Tere jaise tope ko topa pehna rahe
Bachpan se apan ke alter vichar hai
Yeh garmi se nahi hum se jalte jaare
Beta picture bana denge halke mein na le
Asal ye nasal hai kisi ki nakal nahi karte
We slicing bringing some hype in
We playing life without rule's
I don't care If you see me as a fool, so fuck you
I'm not here to prove man I got the groove
Now what you gonna do
There's nothing you can do
So let your body move, hum machaenge dhoom

1, 2, 3, let's go
Badbole muh tera band kar
Mere shooteron ka aim tere sar par
Basdon mein padte nahi padte toh
Khol dete sar ver bhed chale mat kar

Badbole muh tera band kar
Mere shooteron ka aim tere sar par
Basdon mein padte nahi padte toh
Khol dete sar ver bhed chale mat kar

Yo
1, 2, 3, let's go
You got that talent
About a gallon it's the word cannon real talent become worse
It's the real world
Now they got a new verse, but they don't know, but they gotta rehearse
Cause they be napping & fapping and talking and shit
Still not making any sense, still not using their brain
Slowly getting lame, how you gonna make a change
While sitting at your home that's okay chuck
Everybody gotta make that buck
Cause it's rough to feed yourself cause you got no help
The help fool, you rule, don't let a dumb brother like me school you
Listen your dumb shit, why you let everybody boo you
They should be clapping not napping (unh)
You should be rapping not whacking (unh)
The snake's be trapping, since the day you lackin'
Now you see what happened
They not making it, they still faking it, they not taking it
The knowledge of the world is the college of the hood
Cause we keep it on the streets
Ja teko lagta sab hai cheap
Do you ask them where their family sleep
No, it anyway ain't your business, you just gotta think less
You not the realest you know why
You not living the life, you just survive sachi
Tereko malum meri baatein khati na pati jalaegi batti
Tere dimaag mein hip-hop ke khilaf hai tu tera hetu bolraha
Khud ka bhi nahi hai tu kai ko bajra merko ye tu
Shaane pan ki chaddar le tu
Time pe chadar kaam pe thi
Crips ke naam pe C
Bloods ke naam pe B
Bachla kya goo ke naam pe G
Ghey re nila rakta pi fakta me
Yevade hizade rappers tari hi aikto ki, meri dahad mic pe thi
Haq se fight ki light ki shakti kha tu sadela tera dhaatu
Tu peera daaru yeh padra daadu ab sadhu ke saathich karega jaadu matkar
Mein hun aghori kaale rang ki holi na buddhi bholi
Marathi maji boli hindi meri boli and english is my motherfucking story

1, 2, 3 let's go
Badbole muh tera band kar
Mere shooteron ka aim tere sar par
Basdon mein padte nahi padte toh
Khol dete sar ver bhed chale mat kar

Badbole muh tera band kar
Mere shooteron ka aim tere sar par
Basdon mein padte nahi padte toh
Khol dete sar ver bhed chale mat kar