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Hausla Mixtape

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LYRICS:
[Hiren 1]
Gadi keechon sadko pe koi nhi close ata
Abhi bana hai dost Matt chipak itta zyada
Yeh game me rehna hai you need to play proper
phek ke maru punches flow jaise calm ka choper
Padhai me nhi par acting aur rap game me soon to be topper

Aur agar me peeche jao ,state that
Respect cause I made that
Smoke hash
Kuch rapper karre the this that

But now it’s all girind, all time
All night it’s rap time
Rap game ka cynide
Hu yaha ki daylight
Par aise bhi waqt jab me and young mill rolling weed all night
Wack rapper on ki fart gayi jab se mic pe aya hai offside

[YOUNG MIIL 1]
i say hi (yeah)
Bitch i say Im high
ive been smoking lotta shit
and nothing feels alright

took you to a pretty places
you standin by side
all these hoes were tryna play
but bitch you looked so fine

I got 100 on anxiety
fillin up the final piece
fuckin up the system
i ain’t fuckn up society

bitch you gonna cry for free
why don’t you just look at me
in my eyes you gonna see that
how i feel entirely

ye my shit ain’t popular
tryna test my caliber
fuck you in the kitchen
oh that fuckin shit is modular

ain’t gonna buy a mokin bird
yes that shit is what you heard
things been coming out loud
that our fuckin porn is popular

Yes I heard em say
that this figure’s never getting piece
after listening to there shit
i laughed and said, who the fuck are these

gonna sign no shit cuz
i know that shit ain’t ethnic
gonna kill em one by one
you gonna fuckin rest in peace

ya you lookin at a rich rich nigga’s who’s gonna flex
no this mother fuckin love ain’t gonna fix a shit

bitch you gonna wait wait until i bite your cake
all i love is money and the hustle till the date

Na this shit ain’t win win show em what you got
nigga don’t you fuck with me, im tryna hit the pot

You tryna be real real but all these nigga’s fake
if you snitch yo homie that’s a fuckin big mistake

aye!

[Hiren 2]
Big mistake-
Beating the wacks piece of cake
Tere bhai ne karliye bohot rap bake
Inka rap sunnu hota headache
Banna cha rahe rapper hai fake
5 Raat se soya nhi hu that’s okay
Yeh are hai bhedne du ine K.

O.
Inn galiyo me nhi chalate apni Zuban bro
Darte sab yaha bande Ohhh
Wacks ke liye pade punches do

Thak gya hu, but it’s no time for break
Show em what, oh I got that drake
Raat bar tha room me bhardi ash tray
Bhokunga nhi seedhe katunga jaise kutta stray

I don’t stay, on my line
Voh karti bate meethi so I eat that cake
Voh karr rahi meri Chinta I ain’t fine
Yaha sab dur mujhse , Hiren is a biggest mistake

Wrap the shit up with my rap I am a rapist
Yaha fatte nhi hai bomb fat te rap ke packet
Wackshit sunkar dimag kharab
Agar yeh hai competition toh yaha khelna haram
yaad rakh

Abb kuch log bolenge, bolunga
Raaz me kholunga, sache yeh tolunga
Ankho me jolunga ankho me dhul uda
kya tha me bhul chuka, bate bohot bol chuka
Khudko bohot rok chuka, Sitare sare g alphabets aur me akhri hu omega

Aur Dheke Omega aise bhi waqt jab Parivaar me mujhse tha koi nhi puchta
Abb baat aye offside ki toh usko yaha koi nhi bhulta
Udaipur kutta khunkar, young mill aur offside Ajj ki taza suchna