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rob c – moshpit lyrics

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verse 1:

tere mere mein farak hai itna
pooch tu kitna aaj bataun
mic pe aake lagaata main chaante
jiski marzi jab bajaun
flow paheli saath mein mere chill
karti hai meri saheli
banda main hard karta kaand
bole wo bhar do meri hatheli
hatheli mein diya jo usne maanga
leke main g+ya tha phir haveli
miss wo mujhko karti daily
rehti new delhi, mere li velly
push nahi karti b+tton, pakdu uski haq se belly
launde uske pichey 100, but you know wo haigi meri
hottie wo peri peri, creamy wo mother dairy
harkatein poori kaidi, oddii ajj laini laini
lene ka matlab attention
story mein karna mention
leti wo meri tension
new flow di kari invention
now lemme switch up, put your fists up
i’m here to give you hiccups
you messing with the big dog
my opps are like some sick pups
i picked up where i left from
and i’m back to give you disgust
i’m a menace if my haters got a dikkat
hook:

aage pichey daayein baayein
haath oopar saath gaayein
robbie robb in the house naal saare tough guys
mic pe ye hard par sadkon pe all lies
karna chahte beef ye gaane jaise war cry (x2)

verse 2:

rob sea ka hai shark, man i’m all about the gandhi
kam karta baat, tujhe pata apni baatcheet
wo deti mujhe marks in the sheets
call them marksheets
short dress kare rock that’s my shawty
flip waala phone aur flip hota mood
tere bass ki ni bete tere liye wo badi rude
na wo kare expose laggdi hai jiwen rose
jo usko pasand wahee pasand mujhe pose
with the pen i’m playing scrabble, rap is my tabernacle
my life is haphazard, this game that i gathered
is to test my wits in the abyss, what did i miss?
and who i p+ssed? or who i dissed, what girl i kissed?
this hip hop sh+t, i did my bit, i l!cked this b+tch and kept it lit
i see my target, and i will hit
i was rhyming when my haters were still sucking on their momma’s tits
in the meantime, i’ll give you all these mean lines
i’ll k!ll you in a fruit fight, go run and tell the grape wine
i make ‘em sick to their tummy this is funny, all the ladies love me
my haters do not interest me, all they do is try to diss me
but they add fuel to the fire, comments tere unread hain shayad
pen se main hoon karta fire, bhai tera shayar nahi koi kaayar
hook:

aage pichey daayein baayein
haath oopar saath gaayein
robbie robb in the house naal saare tough guys
mic pe ye hard par sadkon pe all lies
karna chahte beef ye gaane jaise war cry (x3)



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