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Bando Diaries
Dutchavelli
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(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? (Doors)
Retaliation is a must
When I buck my opps, there's no remorse
No maybe, if's or buts (I'm done with the talking)
27 ride out to the 5th
When I come through waving that stick like Dutch
Try ask me but the war is simple
We hate them and the boys hate us
Plus I'm in love with all of that grieving, cuz
Every time one of them get touched (grab it, cut it, brick or blow)
Parcel came like a rugby ball
Put that in the tee and boot it (boot it)
I ain't with all the schemes and rumors (nah)
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 and 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? (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 moche qui sort d'la bouche des autres
Crackpipe, overdose
J'te baise, j'passe ร autre chose
Armes de l'Est remplacent la Bose
Pour รฉteindre la mรจche, gros j'expose
Take my time, take my time
Quand il s'agit de reprรฉsailles
J'arrache la mรฉdaille, j'fais pas d'dรฉtails
Un re-frรฉ die et รงa sort le nine
Pour garder l'smile รงa take la maille
Peine capitale, j'dรฉcapite, ayy
Peine capitale, j'dรฉcapite, ayy
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? (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
'Til they see this spotlight flash
How is this war been tit for tat
When we rode 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 pussies, Ellen DeGeneres
Touch my coin, I'ma settle it
Come beef with a veteran
When you grip that, don't get hesitant
Keep back, control you adrenaline
8 in the clip, 1 in the chamber
Somebody's in danger
Pull up and empty that shit on a stranger
Then it's back in the Range
Burnt that shit now I'm back on the stage
Who woulda thought I be rapping today?
Bro came home, threw some racks his way
Told him "chill, just relax and pray"
Pussy, what dem a talk
Tell 'em watch how badman a walk
Tell 'em man is back for the war
Man I talk everything now we back for some more
Rvchet niset nga Londra, kta e din q ska lojna
Unat pun paketojna, loja hala sht 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 din kta jena plot, pasha zotin sboj kot
Unat n'rrug 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? (Doors)
Retaliation is a must
When I buck my opps, there's no remorse
A hood qawalli, hood safari
A Hindustani, Pakistani kurte me ladke 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
Fuck the genie, fuck 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 (no face, no case)
I do it bare face, gotta see me abroad (yeah)
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 (yeah)
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
'Til 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? (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? (Doors)
Retaliation is a must
When I buck my opps, there's no remorse
I can tell you 'bout bando diaries
Nokia phone and a Lyca sim