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h raja - hat trick lyrics

[verse 1 – imran khan]
tenu d-sseya si kayi kayi vaar
kise da vi kari na ve ainvayi aitbaar
un kab banke vi rehan awazaar
karde ni check sadda ki karobaar
chick teri kardi mainu swikaar
aaja ve mere tu backyard
pakandi ve barbecue tikke kabab
karde reverse ve i get the bar
saddi te battery ho g-yi ae charge
munda the hague da main incharge
sadda ve different wakhra cl-ss
apni company davaan main boss
sadde ve bank ‘ch all currencies
source of my income is all overseas
saddi balenciaga ve shirt
mainu kyon vekhen jiven tu khalees

[hook – imran khan]
too many wannabe is down on the block now
on the block now, down on the block now
too many copycats down on the block now
on the block now, down on the block now

[verse 2 – 2pac]
black cotton, steady stressin’, smith & wessons, count my blessings
cl-ss is in session: the worst question is the first question
why do we work like slaves sweatin’ blades to an early grave?
never got paid but still we slave (in the nine tre’)
answer that, then answer this too
love’s gonna get ya, you know it’s true – life’s a b-tch, true?
you best to backtrack and try to act black and live
not to be phony and positive but why be negative?
what’s the matter, g? black cat got your tongue?
fat track got you sprung, now you’re hung?
do ya feel me? dum dum diddy, is it me?
attempt to reach each and every brother on the streets
if not peace, then at least let’s get a piece
i’m tired of seein’ bodies on the streets deceased
lookin’ through my highschool yearbook
reminiscin’ of the tears as the years took
one homie, two homie, three homies – poof!
we used to have troops, but now there’s no more youth to shoot
god, come save the misbegotten
lost ghetto souls of black cotton (in god’s eyes)

[verse 3 – yaygo musalini]
my brolas be getting it straight out the trenches
we fly with paranahs you swimming with pigeons
might pray to allah cuz my guap is religious
i valentino my lil toe in the kitchen
look at the fl!ck of the wrist watch me whip it
lionel messi the way that i kick it
i ain’t put none of my trust in these n-ggas
i ain’t put none my trust in these b-tches
ik please tell me who these lil n-ggas
choppa from pakistan sh-t on you n-ggas
i keep it 100 won’t switch on my n-ggas
don’t talk to young yaygo if it’s not 8 figures
tell that lil n-gga to get out his feelings
i want a mazi and i want a milli
cavalli my b-tch up lil mami she k!llin’
she tell me that she don’t feel none of these n-ggas

[hook – imran khan]
too many wannabe is down on the block now
on the block now, down on the block now
too many copycats down on the block now
on the block now, down on the block now

[verse 4 – imran khan]
ni pawan main kali versace di shades
so nazar na aave mainu na koi fake
i’m dealing with two faces everyday
ni puri ve industry kardi betray
mera te style unique te illegal
how do you like my punjabi bilingual
ve kariye ve debut without the casino
lord of rings da ve lage tu sméagol
chala vi ae lambors, te bentley, bugatti
ehna de creative de levels ne khali
honja ve ferange jiven tsunami
deposit ve pej kamran durrani
ni jaaven paris, miami, karachi
let meet the fans in the shopping heavy
main hu original your are a copy
call me da brand new general gaddafi

[hook – imran khan]
too many wannabe is down on the block now
on the block now, down on the block now
too many copycats down on the block now
on the block now, down on the block now

[verse 5 – dr dre]
back when cube was rollin’ with lorenzo in a benzo
i was bangin’ with a gang of instrumentals
got the pens and pencils, got down to business
but sometimes the business end of this sh-t
can turn your friends against you
but you was a real n-gga, i could sense it in you
i still remember the window of the car that you went through
that’s f-cked up, but i’ll never forget the sh-t we been through
and i’ma do whatever it takes to convince you
’cause you my n-gga, doc, and eazy, i’m still with you
f-ck the beef, n-gga, i miss you
and that’s just being real with you
you see the truth is
everybody wanna know how close me and snoop is
and who i’m still cool with
then i got these fake–ss n-ggas i first blew with
claimin’ that they non-violent, talkin’ like they
(do not resist the beat)
spit venom in interviews, speakin’ on reunions
move units, then talk sh-t and we can do this
until then, i ain’t even speakin’ your name
just keep my name outta your mouth
and we can keep it the same, n-gga
it ain’t that i’m too big to listen to the rumors
it’s just that i’m too d-mn big to pay attention to ’em
that’s the difference

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