KR L$DA SIGN LYRICS – Emiway


Lehro se karre the baatein

Ab hogi tsunami se

Naam hai Bantai ka chote

Tabhi toh ye chalre mere badnaami se

Hahahaha

Beta, papa aa gaye wapas

Daddy’s home

Yes beta aagaya main wapas na

Thoda bahar gaya tha kaam se (Papa, papa)

Awaaz kam karo beta

Zara pappa bolenge abhi pappa ki baari hai na

Udhar betho chup-chaap

Fans se bulata hai tu fu*k Emiway

Manifest hua, kiya tujhe, fu*k Emiway

Aaya pelne ko tujhe beta din raat

Fans tere bolenge, ab bas Emiway

Fans se bulata hai tu fu*k Emiway

Manifest hua, kiya tujhe, fu*k Emiway

Aaya pelne ko tujhe beta din raat

Fans tere bolenge, ab bas Emiway

Tu aur tera gang thasne laga hai cold

Vibe waala rapper abhi hasne laga hai (Haha)

Main hun Aladdin, pura kara tera dream

Jabse tu chiraag mera gassne laga hai

Kara maine kaam itne saal bina neend

Le diya tujhe diss, pura kiya tera dream

Bana neem is gaane me kadwa

Gangster ki acting kareela ye bha*wa

Gudwa lu*d pakad ke latke jara

Lav*e ke kaafi samay se tu bajte jaara

Bachke jaayega kaise bol, namaste bhaijaan

Saanp hun main haddiyan todega tera Phyton

Mic on, madarch*d saale hai kaun?

Collab kiya, diss kiya, tabhi bana pehchaan (No cap)

Bejaan tere gaane mere bina

Ye gaane ki bhi zarurat nahi thi,

pehle se hun winner (Maa kasam)

Diss game mein hum baithele baap

Haan breakfast aur lunch khatam khaaunga main dinner(OG)

Breakfast matlab chote pehla beef (Dum hai)

Lunch khatam kiya dusre mein bhi jeet(No loss)

Dinner karunga, tu dinner nai hai saale

Tu dessert hai meethe, pehle khaaunga main sweet(Pinky)

Gaali deta kyunki Bantai hai street

Beta Mumbai ke sadko pe that’s how it is(Loda sign)

Say my name, say my name

Le gaan* mein daal, tere laaya Bantai ne diss

Fans se bulata hai tu fu*k Emiway

Manifest hua, kiya tujhe, fu*k Emiway

Aaya pelne ko tujhe beta din raat

Fans tere bolenge, ab bas Emiway

Fans se bulata hai tu fu*k Emiway

Manifest hua, kiya tujhe, fu*k Emiway

Aaya pelne ko tujhe beta din raat

Fans tere bolenge, ab bas Emiway

Tu aur tera gang thasne laga hai cold

Vibe waala rapper abhi hasne laga hai (Haha)

Main hun Aladdin, pura kara tera dream

Jabse tu chiraag mera gassne laga hai

Aainda se jaana nai bandi pe tu

Ye baat bhul mat niklela kisi bandi se tu

Sahi bola mere bandi ke baare mein

Kaafi zyada pink teri mummy ki ssshhh

Awww, pinky bahut sad hai (Sad hai)

Bhul gaya tera Bantai hi dad hai (Papa)

Yaad rakh beta family pe gaya toh

Harami hai chokra banda bahut bad hai(Haa harami hun)

Cold vibe baithi thandi mein tu

Sabko malum hai shhhhh, hnha

Kitna time lagega be bura bolne me

Kharab karun izzat teri mummy ki kyun

Galti maa ki nai jhaatu aulaad ki hai

Delhi ka naam tere jaise logo ne barbaad ki hai

Raakhi zara gor toh farma

Kaisi baatein karri artist,

teri tu khud bhi jaanti hai

Lekin nai braa yahi sikhayega

Dusro ke bandiyo ke baare mein bulwayega

Apne artist se buri buri cheeze

Maarta hai biwi ko tu kya sikhayega (Facts)

Limit mein reh warna munh khul jaayega

Ghajini hai shot beta sab bhul jaayega

Dunga gaaliyan bhagega jaise Malya

Main jaise India bhidne phir se nai aayega (Chal aye)

Chote come out to play,

har raat ko bolta hun main mere lu*d ko(Sahi baat hai)

Chote kaun hai sabko malum

Raa, matlab mera lu*d woh

Khada beta scene mein main chawde se

Tu kaarigar maa kasam khadda khode faude se

Lo*e ye, lo*e woh, kya karu shakal teri milti hai lo*e se(Chinal)

Saare facts jab attack karun tujhe

Biggest independent rapper bulate hai mujhe

Pandrah saal se tu karra hai kaam

Jabse diss kiya mujhe, tabse jaante hai tujhe (Awww)

Kurbaani teri baatungs gosh

Tere meethe hai, mere boht haraami hai dost(Seedha shot)

Tujhe dekhke raa*d, chinaal,

chamiya se aage meri badti nai soch (Anhnhnh)

Rap god hun main, main hi rap devil

Chattani patthar, tu jhaat bhar ka pebble

Tu kar sakta copy, mera flow,

mera style, mera video ka vibe, not my level

Maalik karta hai mera,

dekh bal be ukhaad bhi nai paayega tu mera ek baal

Agar chalta rahega aisa chaal,

sahi baat bola stage pe tu khatam hai ye saal

Itna soft kaun banata beta diss,

bhaari diss banane ka toh lo pappa se tips

Only fans pe milenge tere thukai ke clips

Sirf saadhe saat minute ka hai solar eclipse

Kaun rokega roshni ko?

Aur pandrah saal mere tak pohcheneko

Itna bachkana gaana kaun daalta hai

Aur thoda time leta sochne ko

Harayega mujhe tu ye sirf kahawat hai

Public ko malum ki Bantai full aafat hai

Aath ki jagah pe nau dikhaya be

Extra ungli karne ki tujhe beta aadat hai

Beta baap tera wapa pe tu yahan par ho

Line chori karte ho, tum kaise rapper ho

Pinky bolti hai real in the scene

Mujhe nai lagta tum asli rapper ho (Karare khao)

Iske baad tum chain se so naa paao

Le jhand hai re tu aur Bantai hai legend

Rasta nai mere aage, main hun tera dead and

Jannati soch isiliye life mera heaven

CR- Kamara main CR7

Ballin Neymaar – Messy hai life

Teri zindagi hai bakaar

Honestly bolta hun honest hi nai hai tu

Gaane me tere haan banda tu beimaan

Main mere pantar studio me aaj bhi din-raat kaam kare jamkar

Dhape mera flow, kehta nakalchi bandar

Silver back tu hai whack

Bantai lion of the jungle

Shukar karun, hum maar nai khaare

Beta saamne toh aa teri gaa*d nai maare

Mere pantar asal me lagadenge langar

Lafde ki baat mat kar 34 ke uncle

Bana main ameer, kaan sunne tarse gaa*d mere dangal

Khushti (Kushti) ye sochke main gaya out of sampark

Bol bacchan shaanpatti, chamiya zara kam kar

Raakhi nachaari aur tu uske lu*d par

Puncture, dekh mera manzar

Suraj hai bantai, tu aas paas bhatrela mangal aur chaand

Phir se marwaayegi ye raa*d, automatic khulega taang

Beech me se niklega lamb Anaconda, rap gunda, bad munda

Choose lo*e baby jaise ye hai aloo ka pakoda

Tu hai pussiyon ki raani, main hun karodo ka raja

Bina diss kiye, poke kiye, gaana zara daal

Bina promotion YouTube pe video nikaal

Phir dekhta hun hype tera,

kabhi nai dead hoga hype mera (Kabhi nai)

Sab organic, don’t panic,

independent number one rapper iss desh ka (Hakikat)

Khaali hawa bharela tu, packet hai lays ka

Apan hai rupeya, tu dollar videsh ka

Bahut try beta, main nahi teri gang karri,

phir bhi hara nai paare

Underground dafnaya dollar ko,

kharcha dene pablo iskobar nikale

Divine ne milaya tujhe show ke baad,

tujhe support kiya main dhokebaaz

Tune pucha tha bhai saath banate hai

Log jaane lage tujhe uske baad

Kaafi mahina pagaya main busy tha

Phir bhi gaana banaya main iske saath

Aaj bolti hai pinky main rapper nahi

Be Pablo hun got only golden bars

Tune diss kiya kyun main bola

India ko karra main akela represent

Independent karra hun kaam koi shaq

Teri tarah nahi hun be main depend

Tu kar pretend, main jaanta hun

giraftaar se hua nai lene aaya tu revenge

Undefeated rahunga zindagi bhar

Khabib main Gregor tu tera end

Ab tu bolega braa,

bhaiya ne Bantai ko shuruwaat me kiya support

Phir kaahe ko Raftaar ne Bantai

ko diss kiya asliyat jaan mere dost

Jab khuleaam bola main paisa kamara nai

Dil mein laga mere choth

Main sign nai hua toh market mein

value girane ka plan tha ye dost (Jaanle)

Dubai mein baithke karra tha bakcho*i

Location Antop-hill kar tera map on

Pussy ke andar ka tampon

Ukhaad bhi nai paayega even If you put your cap on

Kuch bade log ke jaise baat kar bachkaane, chamiya (Haha)

Topi pehnega toh danger ho jaayega

Abey kele paav, Fair n Lovely

Tu kya topi pehnegi, teko toh wo log topa pina diyele lala

Same my name, say my name ya

Le jashan bana, aaj se tu KR Dollar Sign nahi,

aaj se KR Loda Sign

Malum hai na! (Haha)

Tu teri gang sab ek saath aa jaao lala

Phir bhi Bantai ka kuch ukhaad nahi paaoge kya

KR Lo$a Sign Mere andve ke shakal ke

Teaser hai ye? lekin teri picture meihich banunga (Hahaha)

Filal khatam karte karte isko

Thode line dena aur pasand karunga

Suno

Tu basement hai, apan hai rooftop

Khanna se leta har raat ko tu boo* job

Kalamkaar ko tu bana daala beta Deathrow

Khareed lunga pura label, beta main hun Snoop Dogg

Fair-n-lovely hai tu (Aye chikne)

34 ki lagti par kauli hai tu

Kalamkaar gharane ki nauri hai tu

Phir bhi Bantai ke kele ke liye howri hai tu

Kaahe ka GOAT

Gala tu phaad, nahi banega pop (Raa)

Milega shot, ragadle gaand, nai milega spot

Dekh ke hasa main bahut

Ye lagaya bots, sab hogayele caught jama

Bole ye Saza-e-maut, apna dil bada dekh teri sajaye maut

Limelight chahiye, aas paas bhatakra hai

Red alert bantai tere liye khatra hai

Primary kids ye chaddi me aare,

aye nandu tera naada latakra hai

Beef karna hai mummy se puch

Kha jaaunga career, bachega nai kuch

Liya ghar gaadi heera Meri mummy hai khush

Tujhe paida karke maa teri pachtaari khud (So sad)

Raftaar hi khud gaayab hai, tu kaun sa nayaab hai

Tere bhaiya ka revolution ab tak nahi aaya par Bantai ne laaya be (Yaa)

Main mere fans jaane, main hun revolution

Diss karna chahre uncle, rappers lelo tution (Yo)

Galat jagah ghusa ab bhi waqt le le tu u turn

Career tera girta dekhunga, main jaise Newton (Fall off)

Hoga career tabah (Fall off)

Le aa poori sabha (Fall off)

Mere gaane me metaphors aur reference aur emotions vibe hai

Zindagi hard thi, kiya survive main

Music ke zariye se diya dawai main

Public ko malum, main karta tabahi main

Delhi ka gudwa tu, Mumbai ka bhai main

Chahiye bars ise jaise ye hai suge night

Mid night pel daala chamiya, chal good night

(Bas ho gaya bhai, bas ho gaya)

Bus naake pe, rail faate pe

Aur pinky tu mere— (Hahaha)

Fans se bulata hai tu fu*k Emiway

Manifest hua, kiya tujhe, fu*k Emiway

Aaya pelne ko tujhe beta din raat

Fans tere bolenge, ab bas Emiway

Fans se bulata hai tu fu*k Emiway

Manifest hua, kiya tujhe, fu*k Emiway

Aaya pelne ko tujhe beta din raat

Fans tere bolenge, ab bas Emiway

Tu aur tera gang thasne laga hai cold

Vibe waala rapper abhi hasne laga hai (Haha)

Main hun Aladdin, pura kara tera dream

Jabse tu chiraag mera gassne laga hai

Ghaste reh, pinky bha*wi (Haha)

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