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Agsy - Mother O.G. (Red Bull 64 Bars) lyrics

Artist: Agsy

album: Mother O.G. (Red Bull 64 Bars)


Agsy
Mother OG on the Drill yuh
Karan Kanchan on the beat
Krrrrr
This with the GG
Rep karun HR51, gang mera needy
Fridays hai freaky, F.R.I.E.N.D.S. mein me Phoebe
Lemme be be, habibi
Aaja dasan tenu kitta me vi ki ki
Naam aagsi,rakhun me cool
Kyu jhukun jab kar sakun rule?
Karan hai beat pe
Arjun ne diya tha head mujhe seat pe
Ye vo bad bitch vali vibe, na karun snitch vali vibe,
Khajaun industry, cheat day
Uthaio jab september khatam,me virgo, greenday
Na karti kuch free me,
Brandan nu pata, te pata hun street te
Time dekhun 420
Black roll kar baby fuck the green
Yeah now we smoking the zazza
Puff puff pass bolo PPP
Im pushin the p, Gunna
P se hai paisa, p se me free
Ye diss culture bas views ke lie theek
Mera vision hai legacy vision hai peak
Naam: Mother OG,
Sare mere putt, hun saare OGs
Pooche mammy baat kya hai?
Abhi to flow change kia mammy baat kya hai?
Manager chahe banu me Drake
Par karun me Ye se karun relate
Khudki recording pe khud hi me late
Milta hai hate, par badhta hai rate
Kyuki Hindi rap
Handi cap mere bina bro
Me unique,
Me mystique, ex men marvel now
Desi naari
Me karan switch Punjabi ton Hindi, Hindi to English
Or competition dara hua that's facts tho
Competition dara hua that is facts whoaaa
Hold on hold on
Kill the drill, yeah you get it get it Agsy got the skills yuh
Mere fans or haters sochte hein that they know me
But you don't know me
Vo kehte
Agsy lit, Agsy bik gyi hai, controversy
Agsy ye Agsy vo, Agsy got no mercy
Yele 2, kal ek million ki to video bani
I got bars, I got flows. Who gon take it from me?
Drop on the opp, hai zroori meri jeet
Sab OGs jabtak Mother OG ati on the beat
Hoon me dheet, stub burn karun, lagi aag-si
Nina loka with the heat yuh
You can you can you can call me
Barry Allen par na karoon Flash yuh
Swipe karti khudke cards, never cash yuh
Kehte mujhe loner, lone wolf wali baaat
Inke clans karun clash yuh
Dikhte logon ke gang, I don't need no friend
Sunu solo Soulja Boy, karun superman
Milta cash, milte shoes, i go yuhhhhhhhh
Mere haters bhi ab karte stan
Dikhte rappers ke gang, I don't need no friend
Sunu solo Soulja Boy, karun superman
Milti respect, milte views, I go yuhhhhhhhh
Han hoon me cocky, but I love my fans krrrr

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