Barbecue Lyrics – Noyzee, Gud Kid & T3JS
Singer: Noyzee, Gud Kid & T3JS
Title: Barbecue
Drip karta sauce gaano mai jaise ho barbicue
Tu kare diss terepe likhu mai bar-bhi-kyu
Bhahar se tu tough andar khokle yeh barbie-kyu
I’m shawn michaels with the kicks when i’m in my shoes
Juice nikalenge agar phir rakha hip-hop mein pear bhi
Marvelous sh#t yeh hoga tu stoned
Tu marega los main, stan lee
Mein dalta verse mein ad-lib par tera full verse hai ad-lib
Mein daalunga baalon mein pantene
Tera tu dekh be daali hai panty
Chade jo beat pe lashe bichi mere hatho mai milega pencil
Karе jo beat pe built report na kar payеgi ye candace
Perry the platypus karu na cap, underground mai lana hai moshpit
Mili nhi l {millennial} har “w”in pe karu na flex na banda main gen z
Fancy hote hai word play
Gaana yeh sunke wat le
Haan level up! hote nahi saste
Humare geet hai dilon mein baste
Hote repeat pe
T3js hai beat pe
Laya ghaseet ke
Haters ne suna nahi theek se
Lau mein tsunami
Khau mein umami
Rappers hai punani, gooba bhi 6ix9ine
Cheesy stu, bbq, karu cook yeah
Easy (yeezy) dudes hum gaano mein
Jaise shoes yeah
Doston ka group tha
Woh bhi hain nikla chut yeah
Pehle tha mein chup
Ab hook pe bhi nahi rukta
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Bhatka doon flow mein mein satka aaj
Mein iss rap khel mein main laga matka aaj
Betha shanti se top pe hain baapka raaj
Pinocchio mein dunga nose massage
Yeh bole mujhe flop but they know that i can rap faster then them
So they start to defend
It gets hard to speak and
Now they barking on men, dogs like, innocent
So i’ll blast in the end like a bomb
Mera last killer cam jaise cod (call of duty)
Tera car, b#tch, all sham, pura loss
I can’t trust eve’n adam, jaise god
So don’t ever eat an apple, to keep the doctor away
Mein woh karu rhyme joh koi na karey
Likh thoda fast tera pen sookha dekh
The verse boht tiny toh koi na mare
Yeh rap lawn tennis, mein andrew murray
Ab karna hai scene bada
Naam hi hai noisy mein peeth raha dhindora
Dekh kaata blink ho raha petrol ka
Drink thoda kiya meine ink
Pura ulti mein dekho beta kaise mera din gaya
I know bro, you’re so amaized, could you stop acting like a dimboa?
Warna rap likh nahi payega tu
Mein karu haath dislocate
Dikh nahi rha hain be tujhe
Mein hoon passed diplomate
Bikni girake tune kiya start m#st#rb#t#
Rishte mein hum baap
Aur tu mera hai distrokid
Release kiya track tere pe
Bad therapy leke aya
Wack! rehne de karna rap
Aur tu choda mere kehne pe
Tera level primary mera academy
Cheesy stew, bbq, karu cook yeah
Easy (yeezy) dudes hum gaano mein
Jaise shoes yeah
Doston ka group tha
Woh bhi hain nikla chut yeah
Pehle tha mein chup
Ab hook pe bhi nahi rukta
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Chal aja dance with the devil yeh immortal technique
Rapper sare soft shaqqar jaise cotton candy
Jab karta hoon mai yeh switch flow, waterbending
Gaale kate jab karu cap mai thomas shelby
Karu mai saari baate meri beat pe kudhko rakhta composed
Feed pe karta na flex mai, gram pe milte kum-post
Jo beat se karta sambhog, fir flow ko karta compose
Mile jo rapper mujhe mere jaisa banadu mai uska compost
Coz underground yeh skill set, i been diggin’ holes
Your wordplays don’t make sense, i master the course
We all slaves caught in {cotton} the game, whose pickin’ the most
See we’ll write {civil right} our bars they can’t images our force
I’m pushin dope in the scene, goan blood, imma stereotype
Tu kare clout chase i be on the studio mic
Quotes louder than the figure on your video likes
Validate your numbers i know they cost you life
I define, the art that you might decline
Coz i’m the type who type like the it guys
I write a line, the verse make yr life rewind
You brag, hits {brackets} we put across {a cross} to multiply
Tu kare baaate badi
Gand fati? dikha stage?
Shaan pati kiya toh phir
Laat padi mooh pe ek
Half writing copy teri
Mitotic metaphase
Bhaagta hai flow mera
Yeh haath gadi likha tez
Haan theek hai bethe
Tune kiya decide to die
Kya jetha bhai mere saath bhi masti nahi
Chal age bak be its not the time to cry
Jo bhi mujhe flop bola
Ab woh gandu kaha hai?
Lines meri wavy lage ed edd and eddy, thus {adidas}
The shoes on my roots uncanny
Views amuse you i move too steady
Abuse a few too i’m rude to many
Due to few dudes the games unsteady
Seduce the youth who assume its catchy
Youtube views are like the new school fatish
But i’m just into the true aesthetics
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