Champions

Nahi chahiye koi hain kalle daitya (Rakshas) Ye rapper nahi hain bhadwe smacky hain (Bhadwe) Inke show pe peeche vocal chalte track ni hai? (Track chalre) Aate live firr karte randi rone cranky hain Jao peete desh bhar me dhindora bande champions Aur merpe time ni hai (Time ni hai) Bande mehenti hai (Mehnati hai) Na pehne doosri baar ek kapda show pe fancy hain Aur bandi sexy hai (Sexy hai) Ek mota cheque bhi hai Ha likhre vanity me gaana ladke Thak chuka chup hoke whack launde bohot Aagaye scene me ni sune ye naam mene, anh Talli the launde jab bola tha peeche par Aage jab mile to sorry bhaiya Aur chode jo log abhi saath unhe pata ni aage jo hoga to unhi ka losss Ye rapper hi karre the catch up hai Pehle se malum hai merepe saari sauce I don't give a fuck about you (Chal be lawde) Jau chutti pe kathmandu Sumdi me gaand faad du (Gaand faad) Har chaal meri bad man move (Bad man) Har saal tried to keep my cool Abhi scene poora choosra hai khoon Tabhi tera bhai kootra hai boom Dono bhai tycoon, seekho rap byju dono bhai se Karke diss lete hype ye bitch I don't know that shit hu uchaayi pe Ladke likhre hain script do side pe Ek aadhe gaane the laundo ke bhi Drip ho to mere jaisi Inn bacho pe karu me flex inki umar se zyada anghooti me heere, aanh Sehwag aur gautam gambhir hain Ja chod de Ma bolte zameer hain Aadhe ye lodu badheer hain ye Baatein karte lawde hustle ki par inke papa ameer hain Goo kha pehle, teri bandi zyada geeli hoke Lage aake badan pe hai loofah jaise Aaye khoon kaano se sunu— Are, are bhai, kaise karke maanega Ruk ja, ruk ja, tham ja, saans le le Maine kuch likha hai, sun ke bata Kehene ko kafi karta quafir rap Rappy rappy rap Tha pehenta jabse baap ka blazer aur Neeche bagy pants Bandi bolti mic pe freak hu aur Hu mai freak in bed Tu khali hai shakal se lagta freak, bro thats freakin' bad Yaha launde palre baap ki FD pe Ghr ghrahasti me Fir chede bandiya gali ke bhar, sasti masti me Aur iski bhen ko jonsa taade To ye hadd kaleshi hai Pitega vo aur uska baap aur uska baap Maza bhi mehengi masti hai Ye bhoore nakhre hai Bhoole bhatake, khoob hai Dhoop hai sar pe to chatakre hai Khud me bajre, hun mai zoo me kyu mai Yaha pe fachade hqi, Dilli ghoome tu mai Aa dikhau mai tujhko Jamnapari truself Beat aur chole kulche thoose Ye mera kafir rap Rappy rappy rap tha pehenta Jabse baap ka blazer aur neeche baggy pants Ya bandi boli mic pe freak hu, aur hu mai freak in bed Tu khali hai shakal se lagta freak (Hain Bro that's freaking bad Hum launde itni tez ki tum launde se hum peeche (Hain, kya?) Laps ka hai farak humaare beech mei (Yo) Inki naav mei hai ched, mujhe saath leke kheeche Par tatte rehte baawe mesha laude ke neeche Merch teri gaandfaad, album chutiya Mere hater ko bhi pta meri saari khoobiyaan Gaand seeda maaru baawe kuch ni khoofiya Kyunki it's my choice mai hun Neha Dhupiya Shabd kantaap meri vibe hi bhootiya Ball karun hard jaise bhaichung bhootiya Ya phir shoib Akhtar, mera flow tapke jaise bruce Lee Kitne laundo ne vibe meri choos li Ab Karna chahte mere se dosti Bol ke broski, mann mei Hera phiri isilye tu close nai Khud ko shukriya, kia overdose nai Maine dekhe bhot kaale din, bhot kaale dil Sab se mai upar, naam mera Aladin Ab naye ghar mei do skylight, Subah hai bhari pari Roshni, raat ko mai taare gin ra Ek bhi nai hai Ye Dilli hai baawe, ye toh safe hi nai hai Nas pe jo chada, mere pe break hi nai hai Mere jaise nai hai do, kyunki ek hi sahi hai Meri ex merese bhot time le ke gayi hai Meri cheel ki udaan, usmei change hi nai hai Launde bante versatile jinmei range hi nai hai Dil se aati ni awaaz kyunki pain hi nai hai Launde hatapai ki kyu karre baate? Blondie ko bol camera on video kaatei One on one aake tu karle phir park mei Dost ko bhi lapaet lunga tere saath mei Buh, buh, buh, buh, buh, buh, buh, buh Mujhe ni aati hai baatei samaj (Kaun bolra hai?) Jo aati vo aadhe se zyaada hawa mei Teri soch se zyaada chotte hum chaapte (Oh! Bitch) Maa chudaye teri do kaudi ka flex Meri bandi teri bandi se behtar I'm blessed Tu ek samhaal mere do do biness Jo bhi mai karta mai karta finess, bitch Seedhe Maut, tera bhai, do hazaar taess (Yes sir) Badsurat bachkaand rappero ke liye maut Dilli, yes sir, ji haan Jahan se aaya wahan se jao chalo