UDIT NARAYAN AND AAMIR KHAN

UDIT NARAYAN AND AAMIR KHAN - Aisa Zakhm Diya Hai lyrics

Artist: Charli Baltimore f/ Mobb Deep

What, what

Uh, uh

What, uh

What, yeah

Uh, yo

Yo, what

Yo, uh

Yo, uh

[Charli]

Say Mobb Deep, niggas go sorry

Niggas might rob me

See these niggas that go with car figures

Papers dial mine, clothes custom figure

Matchin' Jon Gotti to roll through customs nigga

Roll the custom built shit, I bust them clips

Niggas trust my lips, while they suck they dicks

Plus the Kiss be the Long Goodnight

Murderous bitch be the wrong in spiked-typed

Price right, be that song, the right type

But only if Havoc and P spittin' wit' me

And they say they gon' see that C.B. nice wit' it

Hinnesy and Rimmy, and give me some ice wit' it

Shake down, niggas'll throw some dice in it

Put your Money on Chuck or in 9-9, you're fucked

Try your luck, stress this red-head

I mix blood in my dye, like my faily ties

Chorus (Havoc & Charli)

When you in the mix with this shit

Skin and bones, nothing but the fists

Do your hard beat, rapper lay a bid

Other dogs posted up over here

Niggas fuckin' up, where my niggas at huh?

Niggas be frontin', where my niggas at what?

Yo they don't want it

This is live nigga rap

Scared nigga, get back, but if not, it's cool

Cause right here is where it's at

[Havoc]

Yo, when I foul out on lab mouse

One nut and I'm out

Ain't tryin' to stick around, let a nigga catch me out of bound

Don't give a fuck about a rumor

Know how I get down

Let my man's do it, he gots to right to it

Known Jay come through the door, still like they "Who this?"

Don't got beef, but got niggas, serious ones

Make sure a nigga here, plus lasted wars

And stay countin' all that cash when I'm fuckin' wit' 'Un'

Fuck around with my funds, got a bring a gun

Please don't make me have to puncture ya lungs

[Ty Nitty]

Cause we the ones rockin' 'em, the ones toppin' 'em

Gold bars unpredictable, like Mystikal and Shock and 'em

We heavenly like BIG, Pac and them

Mobb Deep and Charli Baltimore, who's coppin' 'em

Who's lockin' 'em, who's hotter then them

It's like a dice game and Crack Tito totterin' them

Chorus

When you in the mix with this shit

Skin and bones, nothing but the fists

Do your hard beat, rapper lay a bid

Other dogs posted up over here

Niggas fuckin' up, where my niggas at huh?

Niggas be frontin', where my niggas at what?

Yo they don't want it

This is live nigga rap

Scared nigga, get back, but if not, it's cool

Cause right here is where it's at

[Prodigy]

Yo, all and together we gon' rush the front door

Get at them

They dumpin' our songs, so now it's on

Infamous, my niggas pop clips to this

And fight to it

Niggas respect it, it's like we magnetic

It's like the last thing you want is drama

Go at the girls, have a good time, don't make it a problem

While we pop bottles of Mo'

Burn down bottles of 'dro

Smack that ass of models and ho's

Rappin', all ya'll some rag old bunnies

Ready to jump off

I'm on the side fondlin' this Marcy

Black car be gone, Q.B. bitches ready to brawl

Charli Baltimore payin' dues, got it 'em balled

At the bar slashin' bitches

Over some niggas

From a Wayne cell, we stuff back in '96

Spaid like... swallow the Gin, we musclin' in

Play ya par kid, don't be a talkative Marvin

Chorus

When you in the mix with this shit

Skin and bones, nothing but the fists

Do your hard beat, rapper lay a bid

Other dogs posted up over here

Niggas fuckin' up, where my niggas at huh?

Niggas be frontin', where my niggas at what?

Yo they don't want it

This is live nigga rap

Scared nigga, but if not, it's cool

Cause right here is where it's at

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