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Big Zeeko 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 (done with the talking) 27 ride out to the 5th When I come through Waving that stick like Dutch Try ask me and the war is simple We hate them and the boys hate us Plus I'm in love with all of that grieving Cuz' anytime one of them gets touched (Grab it, Cut it, Brеak it ?) Parcel came like a rugby ball Put that in a tee and boot it (Boot it) I ain't with all thе schemes and rumours (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 show my men how to use it (Where they at) Letras de canciones 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, huh 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 Its 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 dont 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 dont get hesitant Keep back control your adrenaline 8 in the clip 1 in the chamber Somebody's in danger 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 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 (Wouh) Tell 'em man is back for the war Man I took everything now I'm back for some more (Shhh) Rvchet niset nga Londra (Londra), kta e dinë që s'ka lojna (Nah) Çunat punë paketojna (Wouh), loja hala është e jona Like no, no, we don't play too much When war time, we don't pray too much No, no, 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 (Wouh), mbledhi pare si me krap (Shhh) 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) A hood qawalli, hood safari A Hindustani, Pakistani kurte me ladki 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 (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) From Letras Mania