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letra de 9mm - talha anjum

[intro]
yeah, yeah
2021
let’s go
it’s your boy
you know who the f-ck this is!

[verse 1]
pull up on you with the 9 millimeter na malum you don’t f-ckin’ know
(no, no)
shooter chikhe tharre fire maare andhe
dera hun care with f-ck it goes (goes, goes)
kisko lage, kaun mare, kya kaun [?] kiski maut kiske sar hai
ye kaun sab simple khelo aur get k!ll some
vx like malcolm
i got fan love, thank you, you’re welcome
i sent you motherf-ckers (yeah)
your bunch of kids to me (kids)
ski mask taaki dikhe hi na face of me
bane hi na case homie
lage hi na peshi bhi
d-class, c-class, jaaye na koi jail homie
wafadaar sada, chahe bhadvat kare jo bhi
hum alif mada’a, jidher hai mada, mai stan tu watta
you shut up b-tch (shut the f-ck up!)
who the f-ck you think you’re talkin’ to
i’m the one who knocks
i’m the one who runs this spot
2021 on lock
all the merch i’m gonna drop
to the bricks i’m gonna cop
idher quaid sabka baap (what)
pull up on you with that nine millimeter
mere shooter saare sher
tere launde saare geedar
studio gangster kidher?
mathe ho rahe idher, bigger
picture dekhi, ab ye verses worth hai 7 figure
we don’t trigger any hater
debate hi nahi hai
ranjish hi sahi baby par hum ali sethi nahi hai
baithi nahi hai dil me baate ab bhi sochta hun
kaali karke kitni raate yaha tak pahuncha hun
mai taapu goli psychedelic got me going crazy
bouncer og mere ask that faded? yeah i’m f-ckin’ fade it, let’s go
let’s go
no more, no more
yeah, yeah, yeah
i don’t need people
i need somtime to be alone
all of these paper, rolling deep & that’s the deal
& i couldn’t tell, kitne asal, kitne nakal, kitne karte hustle
aur kitne fake kar rahe struggle
everything comes back around full circle
you didn’t want me back then ab mere lund pe chadh tu
tum munh se hagte, you’re always got sh-t this say
you run your mouth, hum aake tere munh me jootey de
shoot you in the head, hum kar de tera mind f-ck
beef for you motherf-cker, stunner key-chain laaye kya
i got somewhere to be, toh tum bulao bykea
b-tch, snitch, bhadvo, phych ki shuru se hi mafia
mai daakiya like rakim
daalu 18th letter
mai ghetto se ni lekin, shuru se go-getter
i get better with time as i rhyme with the finest
urdu rap pioneer, hum karte launde minus
pull up with the 9mm shoot you in you sinus
my heart, where my mind is?
manjan beche mujhe sab, i’m not realy buyin’ it
deal me ni milli agar, i don’t even sign it
scars on my neck baby, i don’t even mind it, yeah

- talha anjum

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