Bando Diaries (Remix) [feat. ONEFOUR, Kekra, Noizy & DIVINE]

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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 (there's no remorse)
 No maybe, if's or buts (I'm done with the talking)
 Two-seven 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
 'Cause 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 'cause, 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 (there's no remorse)
 Retaliation is a must
 When I buck my opps, there's no remorse (wow)
 Trop chaud j'suis pas comme les autres
 Y'a d'la mousse moche qui sort d'la bouche des autres (vréel)
 Crackpipe, overdose
 J'te baise, j'passe à autre chose
 Armes de l'Est remplacent la Bose
 Pour éteindre la mèche, gros j'expose
 Take the time, take the time
 Quand il s'agit de représailles
 J'arrache la médaille, j'fais pas d'détails
 Un re-fré die et ça sort le nine
 Pour garder l'smile, ça take ta maille
 Peine capitale et j'décapite, aïe
 Peine capitale et j'décapite
 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 (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
 'Till they see this spotlight flash
 How's this war been tit for tat
 When we ride 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 my kind I'ma settle it
 Come beef with a veteran
 When you grip that, don't get hesitant
 Keep back control your adrenaline
 Eight in the clip, one in the chamber
 Somebody's in danger (ay)
 Pull up and empty that shit on a stranger
 Then its back in the range
 Burn that shit then now I'm back on a stage
 Who woulda thought I'd be rapping today?
 Bro came home threw some racks his way
 Told him chill just relax and pray
 Pussy, what dem a talk (brr)
 Tell 'em watch how badman a walk (woah)
 Tell 'em man is back for the war
 Man, I took everything now I'm back for some more (shh)
 Rvchet niset nga Londra (Londra)
 Kta e dinë që s'ka lojna (nah)
 Çunat punë paketojna (woah)
 Loja hala është 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 (bubububum)
 E dinë kta jena plot (plot)
 Pasha zotin s'boj kot (nah)
 Çunat n'rrugë si robokop (woah)
 Mbledhi pare si me krap (shh)
 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 (there's no remorse)
 Ah, hood क़वाली, hood सफ़ारी
 Ah, हिंदुस्तानी, पाकिस्तानी
 कुर्ते में लड़की मेरी पहने साड़ी
 Ah, जेब है भारी, मैं ना बैठता खाली
 Smoke बना ला, bag हवाला
 जो महसूस मैंने सिर्फ़ वहीं बतारा
 Flow आवारा, शोर-शराबा
 वो नशे में अफ़सोस हमारा
 Ah, खाली-पीली time-pass के लिए मारे wheelie
 Suit वाले लोगों से फ़िर deal भी ले ली
 Ah, गाँधी, Benji, Euro, Pounds पत्ते ढीली
 Fuck the genie, fuck the चीनी
 Spice मुझे दो, dice मुझे दो
 Dutchavelli बम्बई का (err)
 प्यार तू रख, मुझे दे पैसा, चल
 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 (brrt)
 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
 'Till 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 (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 (there's no remorse)
 (Tell you 'bout bando diaries)
 ♪
 (Nokia phone and a Lyca sim)
 

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Duration
04:50
Key
8
Tempo
140 BPM

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