Bando Diaries (Remix) Dutchavelli (Ft. DIVINE, Kekra, Noizy & ONEFOUR)
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[Teksti i/Paroles de “Bando Diaries (Remix)” ft. ONEFOUR, Kekra, Noizy & DIVINE]
[Intro: Dutchavelli]
(Big Zeeko)
Look
[Chorus: Dutchavelli]
I can tell you 'bout bando diaries
I never done 419 or fraud
Nokia phone and a Lyca sim
In the whip with cash and I’m goin' up North
I straight drop crack in boiling water
Who woulda thought rap would open doors? (Doors)
Retaliation is a must
When I buck my opps, there's no remorse (There’s no remorse)
[Verse 1: J Emz]
No maybe, If's or buts (Done with the talking)
Two, seven ride out to the fifth
When I come through, waving that stick like Dutch
Try ask me and the war is simple
We hate them and the boys hate us
Plus I'm in love with all of that grieving
'Cuz anytime one of them gеts touched (Grab it, cut it, break it, [?])
Parcel camе like a rugby ball
Put that in a tee and boot it (Boot it)
I ain't with all the schemes and rumours (Nah)
I provide for the fiends and shooters (That's Gang)
Cops got us on surveillance cuz', and it ain't for the music (True)
If you’re down for the gang then prove it
Go show my men how to use it (Where they at?)
[Intro: Dutchavelli]
(Big Zeeko)
Look
[Chorus: Dutchavelli]
I can tell you 'bout bando diaries
I never done 419 or fraud
Nokia phone and a Lyca sim
In the whip with cash and I’m goin' up North
I straight drop crack in boiling water
Who woulda thought rap would open doors? (Doors)
Retaliation is a must
When I buck my opps, there's no remorse (There’s no remorse)
[Verse 1: J Emz]
No maybe, If's or buts (Done with the talking)
Two, seven ride out to the fifth
When I come through, waving that stick like Dutch
Try ask me and the war is simple
We hate them and the boys hate us
Plus I'm in love with all of that grieving
'Cuz anytime one of them gеts touched (Grab it, cut it, break it, [?])
Parcel camе like a rugby ball
Put that in a tee and boot it (Boot it)
I ain't with all the schemes and rumours (Nah)
I provide for the fiends and shooters (That's Gang)
Cops got us on surveillance cuz', and it ain't for the music (True)
If you’re down for the gang then prove it
Go show my men how to use it (Where they at?)
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