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Emiway Bantai – Kaha Par Hu

Emiway Bantai – Kaha Par Hu Lyrics
Kaha Par Hu Lyrics, Letra:

Intro
Yeah
Malum hai na!
Anh-ha
You know how I feel
I think we all feel the same

Verse 1
Mann nahi karta ab kis se bhi baat karun
Kisse hai kaafi, lekin kis se main baat karun
Missing my self jo tha pehle boht khush hun
Akela baitha unn palo ko yaad karun
Kya karun? (Kya karun?, kya karaun?)
Pata nahi filhaal main zindagi me kahan par hun
Mere fans message kare mujhe, puche mujhe kahan par hun
Mujhko bhi jaan’na hai, main abhi kahan par hun?

Chorus
Kaha par hu, kaha par hu
Main abhi kaha par hu
Main abhi kaha par hu
Main abhi kaha par hu
Main abhi kaha par hu
Jahan pe phochna ye chahte saare beta baithela waha par hu (Yaaa)

Main abhi kaha par hu
Main abhi kaha par hu
Main abhi kaha par hu
Main abhi kaha par hu
Jahan pe phochna ye chahte saare beta baithela waha par hu (Yaaa)
Verse 2
Sochta hun phir se kab jeeunga stress relief
Do you believe in god? (Yes I believe)
Itne saare cheez, itne kam time me kiya, main achieved
Hun main ajeeb, na aana kareeb
Paise kamake bhi khush nahi hai toh phir tu gareeb
Kya naseeb leke paida hua, farak nahi padta
Kyunki khoya hun main khayalo me, hun badheer
Dunga cheer, jo bhi adchan banega
Mushkil ko paar karu, rukenga nahi (Nahi)

Refrain
Jaata nahi parties’ch me har jagah logo ke beech me, dikhega nahi (Dikhega nahi)
Aap log ke pyaar se bana itna bada naam, kabhi bhi mitega nahi (Kabhi nahi)
Pushpa bularele fan log unko bhi malum hai, jhukega nahi (Yaaa)

Mushkil hai aane do, unn logo ko malum hai, main kabhi rukega nahi (Yeah, yea)
Jaata nahi parties’ch me har jagah logo ke beech me, dikhega nahi (Yeah)
Aap log ke pyaar se bana itna bada naam, kabhi bhi mitega nahi (Yeah)
Pushpa bularele fan log unko bhi malum hai, jhukega nahi (Yeah)

Verse 3
Jhukta nahi, jab tak main karta nahi sajda
Tere favourite rapper jaisa, khota main na bajta
Mere jaisa rhyme likhna nahi inke baska
Mere peeche pade, inhe dikhara mai rasta
Faris Shafi ke flow me, bolu main ab bund maraoo
Zindagi me kaafi kuch hai karna, baaki umar me main kam
Lekin soch se main doguna bada hun
Utna padha hun, jitna tha zaroorat (Jitna tha zaroorat)
Maa boli darr mat (Maa boli darr mat)
Bhidgayela duniya se ladka ye (Ladka ye)
Khada jaise parvat (Oh-yeah)
Tu beta sadd mat (Jealousy)
BT vibe kar mat (Only good vibes)
Baap bole aage hai jaana, toh peeche ki baato me pad mat (Okay, hnhaha)
Bridge
Mushkil hai aane do, unn logo ko malum hai, main kabhi rukega nahi (Yeah, yea)
Jaata nahi parties’ch me har jagah logo ke beech me, dikhega nahi (Yeah)
Aap log ke pyaar se bana itna bada naam, kabhi bhi mitega nahi (Yeah)
Pushpa bularele fan log unko bhi malum hai, jhukega nahi (Yeah)

Chorus
Main abhi kaha par hu
Main abhi kaha par hu
(Yeah), main abhi kaha par hu

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Lil Durk – AHHH HA

Lil Durk – AHHH HA Lyrics
AHHH HA Lyrics, Letra:

Intro
Ayy, this shit like videos, you hear me?
Everything I say in this motherfucker all props (This shit is not real)
Just in case the police listening, you know? (Haha)
Smurk, slide, slide, slide (Man, what?)

Chorus
Don’t respond to shit with Von (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’m like, “Fuck it, you tripping, go get your gun” (Let’s get it, yeah, gun)
They dropping locations, I’m getting it done (Woo, woo, woo, gang)
Fuck tweeting, we sliding, the feds will come (Yeah, yeah, yeah, man, what?)
He fucking his bitches (Bitches), them niggas (Niggas) his sons (Let’s get it)
I’m hanging with killers, we breaking a bond (Yeah, yeah, bond)
They really don’t mean it, he say it in songs (Yeah, mean it, say it in songs)
They really don’t mean it, he play it in songs (Bitch, yeah)

Verse 1
We been sliding through they blocks, and they don’t know we have
Buddy ass got shot and we ain’t claim it but I can show his ass (Brrah)
Niggas acting like they really like that since my brodie died (Von)
Just got out the feds, you bring up murders with your police ass
I told Von to leave that bitch alone, she post on OnlyFans (Yeah, eater)
Catch ‘em at the apartments they been in ‘cause that’s our only chance (Brrah)
They don’t be outside like you think, they ass be on the ‘Gram (On gang)
Old opps fucking with my new opps (Brr), oh, man (Brrah)
That shit merched, we been through there, that shit like ghost land (Skrrt, skrrt)
My brother DThang just got killed, and I been slow since (Gang, gang)
But we got back on they ass, I bet they know this (Brrah)
And, on bro, I’m speaking facts, this ain’t no diss (This ain’t no diss)
Keep the police out my business, we don’t post shit (We don’t post shit)
Trigger Happy, I be with Zoo ‘nem and we on 46 (‘Wop, ‘Wop)
They like, “Durk, his ass a singer, he won’t smoke shit” (Yeah, yeah)
You can believe whatever you want, I got your folks hit (Ah, ha)
Chorus
Don’t respond to shit with Von (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’m like, “Fuck it, you tripping, go get your gun” (Let’s get it, yeah, gun)
They dropping locations, I’m getting it done (Woo, woo, woo, gang)
Fuck tweeting, we sliding, the feds will come (Yeah, yeah, yeah, man, what?)
He fucking his bitches (Bitches), them niggas (Niggas) his sons (Let’s get it)
I’m hanging with killers, we breaking a bond (Yeah, yeah, yeah, bond)
They really don’t mean it, he say it in songs (Yeah, mean it, say it, songs)
They really don’t mean it, he play it in songs (Bitch, yeah)

Verse 2
He talking about me in “Pissed Me Off” and I’m like, “Yes” (Yes)
If you feel some type of way, you better slide and get revenge (Brrah)
He said, “Therapy ain’t helping,” he been killing for a cleanse (Slide)
She said she ain’t really got shit but she so thirsty for a Benz (Skrrt, skrrt)
I just made her suck my dick and I just nutted on her chin (Bitch)
I been feeling like Rico, I just fucked her in my Timbs (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
For school, he save no pen, he’d rather carry him a gen (Five)
A ten (Ten), FN, Perc’ 10, I’m saying, he spinning (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You need a pill to slide, he off all them milligrams, he been a fan (Bitch)
I seen niggas really killing shit, post shit on Instagram (Pussy)
You doing that, you might as well go to court and say you killed the man
I don’t claim niggas who be with opps, I try to wheel ‘em in (Grrah)
The trenches like a sport, you grab the ball and turn a killer, man (Pussy)
Switches on me, all face shots, we changing dental plans (Brrah)
All fast cars, make it skrrt, we don’t do rental vans (Skrrt)
I can have your homie set you up, his ass a middleman (Ah, ha)
Chorus
Don’t respond to shit with Von (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’m like, “Fuck it, you tripping, go get your gun” (Let’s get it, yeah, gun)
They dropping locations, I’m getting it done (Woo, woo, woo, gang)
Fuck tweeting, we sliding, the feds will come (Yeah, yeah, yeah, man, what?)
He fucking his bitches (Bitches), them niggas (Niggas) his sons (Let’s get it)
I’m hanging with killers, we breaking a bond (Yeah, yeah, yeah, bond)
They really don’t mean it, he say it in songs (Yeah, mean it, say it in songs)
They really don’t mean it, he play it in songs (Bitch, yeah)

Outro
Ah, ha

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MC Altaf – Bansi

MC Altaf – Bansi Lyrics
Bansi Lyrics, Letra:

Chorus
Jab bhi baje bansi yeh basti mein
Lete nakli rapper log ki masti mein
Lakho main mai ek hoon iss gardi mein (gardi mein)
Tu nahi khela bachpan mein matti mein

Jab bhi baje bansi yeh basti mein
Lete nakli rapper log ki masti mein
Lakho main mai ek hoon iss gardi mein (gardi mein)
Tu nahi khela bachpan mein matti mein

Verse 1
Zubaan nahi chalata, chalata dimag street pein
Muh se nahi jhagde solve, lagana padta khick ke
Hota apna dinner sort, sali ke seekh se
Bajta poora bombay apan rap karte jab beat pe
Gun bin nahi seedha run karna padega
Do waqt ki roti toh hustle karna padega
Hero banneka hai toh struggle karna padega
Dost baneka toh bol, okay bhai chalega
Six pack nahi teri dikh rahi hai aatddi
Achhe achhe ko thasa de mera dost single pasli
Shopping bag dekhke mera idhar ikiski kiski jali
Wahi purane dost phele bantai abhi buddy
Room mein ek saath pandhra log hot box pack
Agar gang kare show pe matlab money in the bank
Apun seedha bol dete phir woh muh pe ho ya chat
Wahi maare gaand jo bole I got your back
Bhai log apne saath hai jo shawty khaye kam sir woh shawty meri khas hai
Woh bole mujhe inocent per dus apne raaz hai
Filhal iss dimag mein bus tera hi naam ahhh
Chorus
Jab bhi baje bansi yeh basti mein
Lete nakli rapper log ki masti mein
Lakho main mai ek hoon iss gardi mein (gardi mein)
Tu nahi khela bachpan mein matti mein

Jab bhi baje bansi yeh basti mein
Lete nakli rapper log ki masti mein
Lakho main mai ek hoon iss gardi mein (gardi mein)
Tu nahi khela bachpan mein matti mein

Verse 2
Jab bhi walk kare hood mein bete hum fly they
Zarurat ke time pe toh koi nahi aaye they
Aap dawaat mere naam se toh lena chahte zaike
Young ladke naake pe khali baithe high they
Socha bantai badalneka scene
Suna main 50 tabhi dekha pehla dream
Bole macha dete in the club bhale mile street
Poore yede ho jaate jab drop hoti beat
Sach baat blu ab mazak se hatt ke
Poora din khudpe kaam parivaar se hatke
Kuch baanke dikhaunga ye vada kiya gahr pe
Just do it bro mere nike ke kapde haa!
Dikh raha nahi Altaf late nahi date pe (shawty)
Nahi likha gaane toh kaise kare relate yeh
Aasaan nahi hiphop le haath fira slate pe
Aur rapper baneka hai toh phir shuru kar A se
Bars dene aata nahi yeh nursery rhymes pe
Automatic lunga Mercedes abhi time hai
Inshallah bolke manifest karte right hai
Bhooka nahi sounga yahan pe jab tak ke mic hai
Sikha zindagi se bohot kuch tu mat puch
Aaar paar chati k golibari de bandook
Mera note book mera sandook
Nahi samjha chal foot
Kali inki kartoot
Le connect karle bluetooth
Bhav tujhe kyu du
Main tik tok wala nahi hoon
Mere gang ka naam GG
Toh chote aana kal tu
First copy shakal tu
Tujhe gachi se dhakal du
New drop jordan ka toh
Seedha leke chaldu
Chorus
Jab bhi baje bansi yeh basti mein
Lete nakli rapper log ki masti mein
Lakho main mai ek hoon iss gardi mein (gardi mein)
Tu nahi khela bachpan mein matti mein

Jab bhi baje bansi yeh basti mein
Lete nakli rapper log ki masti mein
Lakho main mai ek hoon iss gardi mein (gardi mein)
Tu nahi khela bachpan mein matti mein

Jab bhi baje bansi yeh basti mein
Lete nakli rapper log ki masti mein
Lakho main mai ek hoon iss gardi mein (gardi mein)
Tu nahi khela bachpan mein matti mein

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Lau Jr – Piron Lyrics Gloc-9 – Pa

Gloc-9 – Paliwanag Lyrics
Paliwanag Lyrics, Letra:

Chorus: Both
Punong-puno ka ng pag-asa
Lunok lang kahit na ‘di mo alam ang lasa
Na para kang pinahawak ng dinamita
Magsisindi ng mitsa ay sila, ah-ah
Bakit kaya hinahayaan mo na
Nakawin ang mga pinaghirapan para
Sa’yong mga mahal sa buhay walang ganang
Umangal kasi gano’n talaga
Ang paliwanag sa’min

Verse 1: Gloc-9, Yeng
No’ng unang panahon
Nagpaabuso na tayo sa Kastila
Nilapastangan ng mga Hapon
Ating kababaihan ay inalila
Bakit ‘di pa tayo natuto do’n?
Lumipat lang sa mga mukhang manika
Mga dura nila nilululon
Habang sumisigaw ng pagkadakila
Kailan kaya kita makikita
Na kay saya at tunay na malaya, ah
‘Di ko gusto na iwan ka lang dito, pero

Chorus: Yeng, Both
Punong-puno ka ng pag-asa
Lunok lang kahit na ‘di mo alam ang lasa
Na para kang pinahawak ng dinamita
Magsisindi ng mitsa ay sila, ah-ah
Bakit kaya hinahayaan mo na
Nakawin ang mga pinaghirapan para
Sa’yong mga mahal sa buhay walang ganang
Umangal kasi gano’n talaga
Ang paliwanag sa’min
Verse 2: Gloc-9, Both
Kay dami nang mga santong nangako
Pero kabaong lang ang siyang kinahantungan
Nailibing ng lumaon lalo na’t may mga taong
Parang manok kung manabong
Sadyang makukulit, uulit-ulitin maitapon lang ang tama
Awa, nakakasawa
Para kang naiwan ng mag-isa sa lawa
Hawak ang lamang habang tawa ng tawarap
Talo ka habang sila’y dama ng dama
‘Di na ba tayo matututo
Ilan pa ba

Lau Jr – Piron Lyrics
Piron Lyrics, Letra:

Lau (Ey Ey Ey Ey)
Gang(Ah)
Alex K

(Chorus)
Μπήκαμε μέσα στο Trap σας δεν μας είδες καν
Άμα εχεις πρόβλημα το λύνουμε στα bam(Ay Gang)
Τόσα έχω στο νου μου μα θέλω τα λεφτά(Cash)

(Verse 1)
Μες το αμάξι κάνω κόλπα ξέρουμε τους (;)παντού
Ήπιε κάτι του είπαν κόκα έφυγε τέζα πήγε αλλού
Μες το αμάξι με τον bro μου πουθενά είμαι και παντού
Μες τα μαύρα με κουκούλες,Μαύρα τζάμια σαν Ζουλού
Piron Αυστραλία έχουμε κονέ παντού
Μια μουνάρα βγάζει όλα τα γούστα πάνω μου
Πάνω μου βγάζει γούστα
Κατεβάζει τη φόυστα
Εγώ νιώθω σαν Hoodstar
Είμαι μέσα στα λούσα
Ο δικός μου σου πουλάει τη μάπα για φιλέτο
Μες τα Nike πάνω κάτω μπαίνω μες το Ghetto
15 μα,τόσες πόρτες ανοιχτές
Αν πετύχεις κάτι θα το κάνεις βλάκα με κονέ

(Chorus)
Μπήκαμε μέσα στο Trap σας δεν μας είδες καν
Άμα εχεις πρόβλημα το λύνουμε στα bam(Ay Gang)
Τόσα έχω στο νου μου μα θέλω τα λεφτά

(Verse 2)
Μέσα στο block έχει πάλι πάρτυ
Τη δικία σου βλάκα έλα πάρ’τη
Νιώθω βλάκα τόσο Οκ
Ότι σου λέω πάει με Delay
Θέλωωω πράσινα με μωβ στην τσέπη και ροο
Τώρα βλέπω πως τη βλέπει
(;)
Θα την πληρώσεις θέλεις δεν θες(Grrr pow)
Δίνουμε location(Εy Εy Εy)
Αλλού κάνεις story(Βλάκα,Εy)
Όταν έξω σε πέτυχα
Τούμπεκι και sorry(sorry Ey)
Έχω team που δεν παίζει,πάιζει
Μην τη βλέπεις Presi
Φορτώθηκες μέσα στο Van Van
Μέσα σου έλεγες δεν παίζει(δεν παίζει)

(Chorus)
Μπήκαμε μέσα στο Trap σας δεν μας είδες καν
Άμα εχεις πρόβλημα το λύνουμε στα bam(Ay Gang)
Τόσα έχω στο νου μου μα θέλω τα λεφτά ang dapat na ipakong Kristo
Ng mga taga bantay na kunwari’y listo?
Harapan ang tanggi harap-harapang bisto
Is-is ka ng is-is, nipis ng panipis
Inis kakatiis sa ulam na panis
Bilis, tama na please
Mintis ka ng mintis
Bigkis sa’king paa’t kamay ‘di ko maalis

Verse 3: Yeng
Sabihin mo darating ba ang araw na ’di ka takot
Iwanan ang mga mahal mo?
Sa bahay na hindi sila mababasa
Tuwing malakas ang bagyo
Darating ba ang araw na ‘di kailangang itago ang mga yapak mo?
Kailangang lumayo, yumuko, magpasawalang-kibo
‘Pag tinatanong ang karapatan mo
Chorus: Yeng, Both
Punong-puno ka ng pag-asa
Lunok lang kahit na ‘di mo alam ang lasahttps://i.ytimg.com/vi/links/0.jpg

Na para kang pinahawak ng dinamita
Magsisindi ng mitsa ay sila, ah-ah
Bakit kaya hinahayaan mo na
Nakawin ang mga pinaghirapan para
Sa’yong mga mahal sa buhay walang ganang
Umangal kasi gano’n talaga

Post-Chorus: Yeng, Both
Sabihin mo darating ba ang araw na ‘di ka takotLau Jr

Iwanan ang mga mahal mo?
Sa bahay na hindi sila mababasa
Tuwing malakas ang bagyo
Darating ba ang araw na ‘di kailangang itago ang mga yapak mo?
Kailangang lumayo, yumuko, magpasawalang-kibo
‘Pag tinatanong ang karapatan mo

Chorus: BothwBnbIM6neeAPunong-puno ka ng pag-asa
Lunok lang kahit na ‘di mo alam ang lasa
Na para kang pinahawak ng dinamita
Magsisindi ng mitsa ay sila, ah-ah
Bakit kaya hinahayaan mo na
Nakawin ang mga pinaghirapan para
Sa’yong mga mahal sa buhay walang ganang
Umangal kasi gano’n talaga
Ang paliwanag sa’min

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Nafe Smallz – Elegance

Nafe Smallz – Elegance Lyrics
Elegance Lyrics, Letra:

Chorus: Nafe Smallz
Yeah, uh
Hop out the Bentley whip (Woo), elegant (Gang)
Smokin’ on medicine (Smoke)
Only the money is relevant (Cash)
So give her a rush of adrenaline (Let’s go)
Gentleman, new stick (Woo), steppin’ in, too lit (Too lit, yeah)
Sweep up the blood with a broomstick (Let’s go, rulin’)
Yeah, uh
Hop out the Bentley whip (Skrrt), elegant (Let’s go)
Smokin’ on medicine
Only the money is relevant (Let’s go)
So give her a rush of adrenalinе (Let’s go)
Gentleman, nеw stick, steppin’ in, too lit (Too lit, yeah)
Sweep up the blood with a broomstick

Verse 1: Lil Tjay
Shit goin’ perfect, all my Gs are paid
Won’t ever go back to them hungry days
My whole life was fuckin’ war, God, I done tug it
From nothin’ to somethin’, I know they amazed
These bitches ain’t shit, they just tryna get saved
Won’t be me, I just fuck ‘em and dash
I wrestle love and can’t fuck with no hate
City to city, I’m smokin’ on grape
Everyone with me on timin’
Had a pound on my neck full of diamonds
Nigga try take something off me
That’s a cap, if I’m goin’, I’m dyin’
That’s a fact, when I pack, I ain’t lyin’
Might just get clapped if bro witnesses iron
Niggas want me dead, I’m movin’ with three layers
Odds, I done beat it, I know them boys shyin’
Chorus: Nafe Smallz
Hop out the Bentley whip, elegant
Smokin’ on medicine (Gang)
Only the money is relevant (Let’s go)
So give her a rush of adrenaline (Let’s go)
Gentleman, new stick, steppin’ in (Yeah), too lit (Yeah)
Sweep up the blood with a broomstick (Sweep, let’s go)
Yeah, uh
Hop out the Bentley whip (Skrrt), elegant
Smokin’ on medicine (Smoke)
Only the money is relevant (Let’s go)
So give her a rush of adrenaline (Let’s go)
Gentleman, new stick (Too lit, yeah), steppin’ in, too lit (Too lit, yeah)
Sweep up the blood with a broomstick (Let’s go)

Verse 2: Nafe Smallz
Yeah, she begged me to play me a demo
She sang in the stu’ then sang in my room
And singin’ my name, it’s every tune
Switchin’ the lane, she still in the coupe
She begged me to play me a demo (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Play with fire, you’re gonna get burned
She wasn’t mine, I was takin’ my turn
She wasn’t mine, she was takin’ my sperm (Yeah)
Been through the lessons, but I never learn (Yeah)
He had the blessing, but I never learn
My kids and my money my greatest concern
Still, I go run through a whole lot of the models
I’m still in the club with a whole load of bottles
Live for today, never promised tomorrow
Keeping it all the time (Ooh-ooh, ooh)
Chorus: Nafe Smallz
Hop out the Bentley whip (Woo), elegant (Gang)
Smokin’ on medicine (Smoke)
Only the money is relevant (Cash)
So give her a rush of adrenaline (Let’s go)
Gentleman, new stick (Woo), steppin’ in, too lit (Too lit, yeah)
Sweep up the blood with a broomstick (Let’s go, rulin’)
Yeah, uh
Hop out the Bentley whip (Skrrt), elegant
Smokin’ on medicine (Let’s go)
Only the money is relevant (Let’s go)
So give her a rush of adrenaline (Let’s go)
Gentleman, new stick, steppin’ in, too lit (Too lit, yeah)
Sweep up the blood with a broomstick

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DJ JNK x Moniyo x Roy – Podda

DJ JNK x Moniyo x Roy – Podda Lyrics
Podda Lyrics, Letra:

සුටුස් ගාලා අල්ලුවා තනු සරිගම ගපදං
ගමේ ගොඩේ දිව්‍යලෝක රහ පළු අඹ දං
කරස් ගාලා හැපෙන්නෑඩෝ පිනි බාපු පපඩං
අපේ කොල්ල කන්නෙ නෑනෙ පණුවො කාපු රට දං

මුගෙ හඳහනෙ බඹරෙ වැල්ලෙ කැරකෙන ධන යෝග
ඉඩං කඩං ගම වටේ වවං කන්නෙ ගුණ ⁣බෝග
ගෑවිලවත්නෑ පරම්පරා නිදන්ගත ලෙඩ රෝග
මාමෙ එපා දෑවැදී මේ ලොකු ලොකු තෑගි බෝග

හොඳ මූණ පෙන්නල අරින්නෑඩෝ බොරු ගජබින්න
කාලා බීලා ඉන්න⁣ට තිබ්බොත් ඇති ඕන්නෑ රජ වෙන්න
ලොකු ලොකු මාලිගා නෑ සෝබනේට වැජබෙන්න
රෝද දෙක හොඳයි පුරුදු නිසා අව්ව බොල් පින්න

කටු කාලා තෙම්පාරාදුයි හුරුයි මට දුක සෝකෙ
මිනිස්සුන්ගෙන් තැම්බිලා දැං පදංවෙලා නරි ටෝකෙන්
තනිකඩ වෙලා බලන් ඉද්දි හුඟක් දුර පේනෝ ලෝකෙ
ගොනා හැරේ පොල් පැලේට ආ උඹ එන්නෙ ඕකෙන්

බොරු සෝබනේනම් අල්ලන්නෑ බං
පණට පණ උනත් දෙන්නම් මම ලෝබ නෑ බං
මං දන්නෑ උස ,මිටි , දුප්පත් ,පෝසත් බේද නෑ බං
උඩටම ගිහින් උඹ දැක්කොතින් සන්තෝසෙ බෑ බං

හැමදේම බෙදං හදං කාලා සිරි සැප දෙන්නං
තාත්තා කිව්වා ගැහුවොත් ගහපං පහුවදාට ඇප දෙන්නං
නටන්න ඕන්නම් කියන්න මං දඩ බඩ ගාලා ක්ලැප දෙන්නං
වදං දාලා බෙදං කන්න ගලපල ගන්න රැප දෙන්නං

බූට් දාහක් කෑවත් ඔට්ටුයි අපේ පපු වගේ තද වානේ
කෙල්ලෝ නිසා හොටු පෙරන් අඩන්නෑඩෝ හඳපානේ
කෙල්ලෝ මැනික් වගේ හිතන් මමත් ආලේ කෙරුවානේ
ඔප දැම්මට වැඩක් නෑඩෝ ඒවා තනි තිරුවානේ

Hook – DJ JNK
යේකනම් පිශ්ශු තමා…. ( පිශ්ශු තමා )
Oh… Oh.. Oh.. Oo…….
සෙල්ලම් රශ්නේ තමා…. ( රශ්නේ තමා )
Oh… Oh.. Oh.. Oo…….
ශල්ලිනම් ඉල්ලේ තමා…. ( ඉල්ලේ තමා )
Oh… Oh.. Oh.. Oo…….
සන්තෝශෙන් ඉන්න බොශා…. ( ඉන්න බොශා )
Oh… Oh.. Oh.. Oo…….

Rap – Roy
ආදරෙ අඩුවක් නෑ, කෙල්ලෙ මන් ගාව
ඒක තමා හිතාගන්න බැරි තියන වෙිදනාව
විදවන්නෙ හැමදාම, නුබ පේන්නෙ හැම රෑම
තුරැල් වෙලා ඉන්න හීන ගොඩක් පෙනුනෙ මන් ගාව, කෙල්ලෙ ..

දුක මට පදන්, දෙන්නෙ සැප වදන්
එන්නෑ මම වැද වැදන්, දුර ගියා අත් බැදන්
නුබගියා හිත කඩන්, මම ගියා හද ඇදන්
මම ලිවිවා හිත හදන්, උබ ගැන පිට පතක්

හැදුව පදේ ඕකා තමා ගමෙි ඉන්න කුඩිඩා
කුඩු ගහන්නෑ මම ගමෙි ආතල් පොඩිඩා
ඇන්ටි එන්න චුටිටක්, අහන් ඉන්න පොඩිඩක්
ඔිකි ලගින් ඉද්දි වදින්න දුන්නෑ ඇගේ රොඩිඩක්..

ඒකයි ඇත්ත බැදගන්න දැන්ම පිටෙි පත්තු
කෑවට පස්සෙ පහුවදත් ලෝඩිවෙනව Koත්තු
අපි කවුරැත් වලපල්ලට යන්න ඉන්න සත්තු
දෙගොල්ලොන්ටම දෙන්නමි මම බදාගෙන තොත්තු

Hook – DJ JNK
යේකනම් පිශ්ශු තමා…. ( පිශ්ශු තමා )
Oh… Oh.. Oh.. Oo…….
සෙල්ලම් රශ්නේ තමා…. ( රශ්නේ තමා )
Oh… Oh.. Oh.. Oo…….
ශල්ලිනම් ඉල්ලේ තමා…. ( ඉල්ලේ තමා )
Oh… Oh.. Oh.. Oo…….
සන්තෝශෙන් ඉන්න බොශා…. ( ඉන්න බොශා )
Oh… Oh.. Oh.. Oo…….

Rap – DJ JNK | JANA
ගමේ එලකිරි කොල්ලෙක්, එකෙන්ම සරළයි
හිනා වෙලා කතා කරයි, ඒකයි නැත්තේ ලොකු ලයින්
මල දාට ගෙනි යන්නේ කල හොද පමණයි
බලු වැඩ අරහං, දෙන්නේ අත ඉබලයි..

පම්පෝරි කයිවාරු නෑ ලොවෙත් බර ශෝ
වැඩ බ්‍රැන්ඩියෙන්, අපේ කතාවනම් රා ටෝක්
පන දෙන්න තමා දුක එද්දී ලග නෑ බ්‍රෝ
අඩි තාලමේ මූණූ වෙඩිමෙදී නෑ ඩෝ…

චබි වෙනයි, තඩි වෙනයි, Slim වෙනයි, කටු වෙනයි
වැඩ දාන වඩුවට මොන ලෑල්ලත් එකයි…
ෆිට් එකයි, ශොට් එකයි, මුරුකුකුවයි බයිට් එකයි
ලාවට සෙට් වෙන්න දාපන්කෝ පොඩි එකක්…

නසිරානි උනත් රස්තියාදු කොල්ලෝ එළකිරි
දනි උඩ ඉදන් යටටම කාගෙත් පැටිකිරි
අල්ලේ නටවන්න ආවොත් දෙන්නේ ඇද වෙන්න චැසි
ගිය තැන තනියම හරි, ආතල් අරන් ඇති!

උපතිනම් සිංහල කඩ්ඩ තෙරිය ඉල්ලේ
නම ඇති හැම කොනකම පෙරිය මුල්ලේ
ඇගෙ අමරුව හොද වෙන්න ගලනේ තයිලේ
මෙන්න ගෙන ආව නැටවෙන්න ජනාගේ බයිලේ

ජීවිත් වෙන්නේ රෝලෙන් හැබැයි සන්තෝසෙන් ඉන්නේ
වත නම්බු නාම නැතත් හිත හොදයි සලකන්නේ
වෙරි මරගාතේ ගියත් අම්මා කෙලින් හිටගන්නේ
බොරු Delivery දනී කාවද රවටන්නේ අඩෝ

කැරකෙන්න….
රැප දුන්නේ මම නැටවෙන්න…
දෙන සද්දෙට නැලවෙන්න…
මොන ප්‍රශ්නද හිනා වෙන්න…//

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Dirty Harry (CYP) – Pes Tou (Remix)

Dirty Harry (CYP) – Pes Tou (Remix) Lyrics
Pes Tou (Remix) Lyrics, Letra:

Chorus: Dirty Harry
Αναρωτιέμαι αν με θέλεις ακόμα, είσαι πιστόλι κάνεις μπαμ
Πίνω για σένα τους ωκεανούς, πες του να φύγει να πάει να να να
Να πάει να γαμηθεί, να πάει να γαμηθεί

Verse 1: Light
Yah
Όπου και να πάω, σε έχω στο μυαλό μου
Αν είναι δικό μου πες μου είναι δικό μου
Τώρα κλαις αλλά, το ‘κανες στον εαυτό σου
Τι δουλειά είχες να ψάξεις μες το κινητό μου?
Είσαι στα γόνατα, σου βγάζω τα εσώρουχα
Τελειώνεις 2 φορές και μου ανοίγεσαι εσώψυχα
Προτιμάς όταν μιλάω βρόμικα, πρόστιχα
Εγώ και συ έχουμε δικό μας κώδικα (να να να να)
Μωρό μου και οι δυο μας μεγαλώνουμε
Μαζεύεις μια τσάντα όταν μαλώνουμε
Σαρέσει να μουσκεύεις τα παπλώματα
Πρέπει να μας ακούσει η γειτονιά όταν καυλώνουμε

Pre-Chorus: Light
Θέλεις να μ’ ακούσεις είσαι καλό κορίτσι
Αγόρασε ό,τι θες babygirl σου αξίζει
Όσο οδηγάω θέλεις να με γλύφεις
Παίζει να τρακάρω να μην φτάσουμε σπίτι
Θέλεις να μ’ ακούς, καλό κορίτσι
Παρε ό,τι θες, σου αξίζει
Όσο οδηγάω θέλεις να με γλύφεις
Παίζει να τρακάρω να μη – να μην φτάσουμε
Chorus: Dirty Harry
Αναρωτιέμαι αν με θέλεις ακόμα, είσαι πιστόλι κάνεις μπαμ
Πίνω για σένα τους ωκεανούς, πες του να φύγει να πάει να να να
Να πάει να γαμηθεί, να πάει να γαμηθεί

Verse 2: Fy
Είναι – μεγαλωμένη πριγκηπέσσα (he)
Μοιάζει να ‘χει αποθημένα
Σκάω fresh, σαν Phenom
Είναι ερωτευμένη με έναν μάγκα σαν και εμένα
Ay, ό,τι θες το κάνω cop
Δυο άλλοι κόσμοι όμως δες συγχρονισμό
Έχω από ΕΠΑ.Λ και από ιδιωτικό
Τα γυαλιά μου Millionaire, θέλει να γινώ και γω (Huhhh)
Είναι ερωτάς το νιώθει στο στομάχι
Δεν είναι πεταλούδες μα ο τρόπος που το ‘χω βάλει
Με λένε Fy μα θα με φωνάζει Nasty
Μαζί μου κάνει πράγματα που δεν ήξερε ότι θα απολαύσει
Μπε – Μπένω, υποσυνείδητα το αφήνω να ωριμάσει
Όλα τα αποθημένα της τώρα πανώ μου βγάζει

Chorus: Dirty Harry
Αναρωτιέμαι αν με θέλεις ακόμα, είσαι πιστόλι κάνεις μπαμ
Πίνω για σένα τους ωκεανούς, πες του να φύγει να πάει να να να
Να πάει να γαμηθεί, να πάει να γαμηθεί
Verse 3: Bossikan
Yah, την καταλαβαίνω μόνο που κοιτάει
Από εγωισμό να ξέρεις δεν γυρνάει (huh)
Αυτά που νιώθω που να νιώσει
Ας την, είναι μικρή θα μεγαλώσει (huh, χαχα)
Είμαι Boss και το ξέρει, άνετος δεν συμφέρει, να τα βάλει μαζί μου
(huhh)
Πυρετός ανεβαίνει, όπου σκάει τους τρελαίνει, και το ξέρει baby
(Ohh)
Τόσες μαλακίες γίνανε γεμίσαμε ουλές
Τόσα μέσα στο κεφάλι με έφαγε το stress
Δεν είχα χρόνο έτρεχα δουλειές
Λογιστές, MHB huh, ξέρεις Big Checks
Μην μου λες για άλλους, έχω βιδώσει
Δεν με νοιάζει ποιοι στην πέσανε και πόσοι (huh)
Μόλις γίνει κάτι ενώ υπάρχουν και άλλοι τόσοι
Ποιον να πέρνεις για να σε σώσει, Bossi

Outro: Dirty Harry
Αναρωτιέμαι αν με θέλεις ακόμα
Πίνω για σένα τους ωκεανούς, πες του να φύγει να πάει να να να
Να πάει να γαμηθεί, να πάει να γαμηθεί

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Ero – VVS

Ero – VVS Lyrics
VVS Lyrics, Letra:

“VVS” için şarkı sözleri

Giriş
Ero, 2-1-0, VVS
Grr, pow

Nakarat
Seninle daha güzel geceler
Bekliyo’ para, yok benim acelem
Bilmiyorum, geliyorum nereden
Yıkılsam bile ben, başlarım yeniden
Seninle daha güzel geceler
Bekliyo’ para, yok benim acelem
Bilmiyorum, geliyorum nereden
Yıkılsam bile ben, başlarım yeniden
Seninle daha güzel geceler
Bekliyo’ para, yok benim acelem
Bilmiyorum, geliyorum nereden
Yıkılsam bile ben, başlarım yeniden

Verse 1
Yeniden başlarım yeniden
Yanımda ol, oyna belly dance
Seninle hissediyorum yenilmez
Para bendeyse biliyorum gelecekler peşimden
Beyaz tenli VVS kaliteli
Rosé şampanya ya kara ya Henny
Smoke, smoke yaptın beni deli
Sarıldı bana sanki bi’ kobra gibi
İstiyorum yanıma bi’ panter
Biliyorum, yanımdasın zaten
Kasma beni etme beni kanser
Kraliçem olacaksın sonsuza kadar beni sevsen
Nakarat
Seninle daha güzel geceler (Geceler)
Bekliyo’ para, benim acelem (Acelem)
Bilmiyorum, geliyorum nereden
Yıkılsam bile ben, başlarım yeniden
Seninle daha güzel geceler (Geceler)
Bekliyo’ para, yok benim acelem (Acelem)
Bilmiyorum, geliyorum nereden
Yıkılsam bile ben, başlarım yeniden
Seninle daha güzel geceler (Geceler)
Bekliyo’ para, yok benim acelem (Acelem)
Bilmiyorum, geliyorum nereden
Yıkılsam bile ben, başlarım yeniden

Verse 2
Bana gel baby, dance baby
Kıvrak bedeni sanki bi’ yılan gibi
Gözleri Paris, olamaz benzeri
Hiç bi’ kadın kıramaz benim kalbimi
Bu gece buzlu sek Hennessy
Kaygan bedenin boynumda nefesin
Sadece sen, para benim metresim
Dünya sikimde değil; biliyo’m, sen benimsin

Nakarat
Seninle daha güzel geceler (Geceler)
Bekliyo’ para, yok benim acelem (Acelem)
Bilmiyorum, geliyorum nereden
Yıkılsam bile ben, başlarım yeniden
Seninle daha güzel geceler (Geceler)
Bekliyo’ para, yok benim acelem (Acelem)
Bilmiyorum, geliyorum nereden
Yıkılsam bile ben, başlarım yeniden

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Juicy J & Wiz Khalifa – Weak

Juicy J & Wiz Khalifa – Weak Lyrics
Weak Lyrics, Letra:

Intro: Project Pat, Juicy J & Logic
The main nigga on the block, where it’s hot, talking shit (Man, everybody wanna be a gangster, man)
Gon’ be the main motherfucker somewhere dead in a ditch (You know what I’m sayin’?)
What Juicy say? He like, “Shut the fuck up”
I really don’t know why, though
Maybe we can fuck when the internet
(Mafia)

Chorus: Juicy J
When I say, “Weak-ass,” you say, “Bitch” (Ayy)
Weak-ass bitch (Ayy), weak-ass bitch (You tell ‘em)
When I say, “Weak-ass,” you say, “Bitch” (Uh-huh)
Weak-ass bitch (Yeah), weak-ass bitch (You know it)
When I say, “Weak-ass,” you say, “Bitch” (What?)
Weak-ass bitch, weak-ass bitch (Ayy)
When I say, “Wеak-ass,” you say, “Bitch” (Ayy)
Weak-ass bitch (Ayy), weak-ass bitch (Don’t be scarеd now)

Verse 1: Juicy J
Pop it off (Pop it off)
Choppers on, it’s a war (Nigga)
Walk him down, spin the block, shoot some more (Boom)
Man down (Down), send him up, check the score (Check it)
Mama cryin’, fuck the laws, call the morgue (Call ‘em)
It’s real in my city, it’s like World War 3 (World war 3)
Young niggas been drawin’ down on MPD (They don’t give a fuck)
Ain’t got shit to lose, they got shit to prove (Shit to prove)
Get your ass whacked, you won’t even make the news (Nigga, North Memphis)
Memphis ‘bout that action like The Rock and Tom Cruise (North Memphis)
Catch you lackin’, now, you sleepin’, nigga, put your shit on snooze (North Memphis)
Only rule, it ain’t no rules, all these young niggas got bangers (North Memphis)
Now you can’t tell your partner, “Be careful,” gotta tell your nigga, “Stay dangerous”
Chorus: Juicy J & BIG30
When I say, “Weak-ass,” you say, “Bitch” (Ayy)
Weak-ass bitch (Yeah), weak-ass bitch (Yeah)
When I say, “Weak-ass,” you say, “Bitch” (Uh)
Weak-ass bitch (Ayy), weak-ass bitch (You tell ‘em)
When I say, “Weak-ass,” you say, “Bitch” (Ayy)
Weak-ass bitch (Ayy), weak-ass bitch (Ho)
When I say, “Weak-ass,” you say, “Bitch” (Bitch)
Weak-ass bitch (Ho), weak-ass bitch (Blrrrd)

Verse 2: BIG30
When I say, “Pop out” (Pop out), they pop out with a switch (A switch)
Hit a nigga or a bitch, come through with everything but the kit (On God)
Thirty shots come out the ceiling, we disguise in dresses and wigs
You think this car full of bitches ‘til we pop out, get to hittin’
All my killers be overkill, if you send a doctor, you blessed (Blrrrd)
Boy, your life ain’t worth two words, if I tell ‘em, get you, say less (Say less)
You might catch me in your city with four hundred shots, nothin’ less (Nothin’ less)
Give a fuck about that ‘Vette ‘til they can’t cover up your head, blrrrd, blrrrd (Blrrrd)
I’m CMO (Certified), I’m CEO, Big Choppa Gang, the leader
Smoke more dope than Wiz Khalifa (Gas, gas), I stay full of Percs and reefer (Gas, I’m high, I’m fly)
I’m sippin’ syrup, fly as the birds, scrap with a Desert Eagle (Blrrrd)
You a snitch, so I ain’t kill shit and you are not one of mine, neither (Nah)

Chorus: Juicy J, BIG30 & Wiz Khalifa
When I say, “Weak-ass,” you say, “Bitch” (Bitch)
Weak-ass bitch (Ho, ho), weak-ass bitch (Ho)
When I say, “Weak-ass,” you say, “Bitch” (Bitch)
Weak-ass bitch (Ha), weak-ass bitch (Ho)
When I say, “Weak-ass,” you say, “Bitch”
Weak-ass bitch, weak-ass bitch
When I say, “Weak-ass,” you say, “Bitch”
Weak-ass bitch (Uh), weak-ass bitch
Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa
Khalifa fresh up out the gym, puttin’ them numbers up
They can get mad as they want, they can’t fuck with us
I bought a Taylor Gang chain and got my niggas one
I took the little one on tour, then bought a bigger one
She got her feelings now, I can’t deal with a weak bitch
She fuck with gangsters, keep it gangster, she like G shit
I parked my Rolls-Royce, then pulled up in my old school
Ain’t pillow talkin’ ‘bout no nigga, that’s how hoes move
I copped the double R and traded in that big Mercedes
We started underground and now we fuckin’ up the majors
Diamonds in different flavors, your bitch, you could never save her
Get a massage and take a nap, and wake up countin’ paper

Outro: Juicy J & Wiz Khalifa
When I say, “Weak-ass,” you say, “Bitch” (Bitch, yeah)
Yup

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Teejay – Feel It

Teejay – Feel It Lyrics
Feel It Lyrics, Letra:

Intro
Force it in
Na, na, na
She call me name and say, “Why? Oh why?”
“Wha’ make you fuck me so good if you no want me”
Aye

Verse 1
Push it up in a belly and make you scream out
Set a fuck yah make you cum ‘nough, say you weak out
You finger your pussy, me cocky give you a deep throat
Take a sit ‘pon me cock
Sweat a drip off me back
You hook me up and say you want feel everything weh me got
Sink it up in a belly,
? touch the tip a the top
Girl, your pussy grip and it lock

Chorus
Girl, just whine and brace it
Don’t stop bounce
Say you want feel it in a your belly, me baby
But you nah back down
Every time
?, take your time whine
Girl, don’t stop bounce
Say you want feel it in a your belly, me baby
But you nah back down
Verse 2
She say stop talk rubbish
Fuck her like a bitch
She just a fi ride me cocky hard, feel like a witch
So me turn her on like a switch
Fuck her like as if
Like say a we last night we have ‘pon the planet
She say first fuck ever hot
So make she talk all Spanish
The first she ever fuck so long, her man a
?
She want it harder than stiff
Pull her like ‘matic
And then me take it out and buss off ‘pon her lip

Chorus
Girl, just whine and brace it
Don’t stop bounce
Say you want feel it in a your belly, me baby
But you nah back down
Every time
?, take your time whine
Girl, don’t stop bounce
Say you want feel it in a your belly, me baby
But you nah back down

Bridge
Girl, don’t stop ride the cocky like you don’t want go no where
And if me take it out, you say fi push it in
No take it out there, out there, no way
Ride the cocky
You ride the cocky like a bike
Me buss in a your belly like a pipe
Outro
Girl, just whine and brace it
Don’t stop now
Make you feel it in a your belly, me baby
But you nah back down