Rob C - Chin Check lyrics
[Rob C - Chin Check lyrics]
Crown ki baatein kare scene ka clown
Tere System ka kar doon main aaj shutdown
Hum sabko pata teri zindagi hai jhand
Main pelun tujhe track pe, tu pel bas dand
Tu de subliminal, tera sab lame and null
Vajji Teri payeee bete Robbie hai Atal
Kare Russ ki nakal, teri snitch si shakal
Raaj Jones interview mein dekhi
Gadhe ki akkal
Chahiye thi hype tabhee kiya sneak diss
Ek saal mein 2 gaane? Kisi ne ni kiya miss
Sun Gudwani, kyon hai tujhe chudwani
Badshah ko dekh kyun tu hota paani paani
Youza bitch, DM mein gaali deke bhaaga
Tere janamdin pe bhej dunga tujhе sui dhaaga
Phir paarhu agle din
Teri raatein kar doon kaali
Clap karun tujhе jaise chalti qawaali
Main bolta direct
Chal bete phir se sneak kar
Air Force Bars, tere mooh pe mera Sneaker
Tere lips on my dick
You can call it lipstick
Sarcasm mein bole tujhe saare you’re sick
Dekh aaya John wick, Abraham waali kick
Push kiya button ton main diss laaya tich
Tu mujhse neechey aur main neech
You’re sinking in song I’m
Still getting the streams
Mayweather waali reach
Matlab garmi laata beat pe
Lightning in the bottle wordplay bada neat be
Midas waala touch, potty tujhe karun flush
Serve kiya maine beef homies
Karna chahte dutch
Kahan hua too much? Muh faadna baaki hai
Abhi gadda khoda tujhe gaarhna baaki hai
Avada Kedavra, khodu leke Fawra
Yeh sab hua kyonki tune burn kari Howrah
Cava bien Merci, tujhpe no mercy
Maaru teri tab tak jab tak hogi meri marzi
Throne pe mere charna chaati hai ye cersei
Gaana baje worldwide, paarhi teri New Jersey
AG tu hai silver main gold
Tu hai meri property, freehold
Aaya tera nightmare, behold
Tu hai dikkat badi chhoti
Chhote jaise common cold
Khaali peeli teri jali tu laga le burnol
Vaadhu calories ki tarah tujhe karun burn all
This is not a thorough fare
Hata le apna stall
Hey Man, aaya Brock, at best you are Paul!
Burj ki tarah meri bars khadi tall
Aur Khalifa ki tarah you’re a late night call
Tere thumb ke nail pe nail in the coffin
Pakda tu gaya jaada ban na tu dolphin
Gaane se pehle inhe storiyan banaani
Iss judgemental uncle ko commentary chalaani
Parha likha tu gawaar, apni gali ka tu star
Teri baatein sun Teri Bandi bole Abey Yaar
Designer waala flow maine likha jaise Panda
Claws mere ready for a battle, call me Santa
Tu hai bada soft mere chhote jaise Fanta
Tujhe pata back in the day tu mera fan tha
Kaala mera music saara you can call it tanned
Tera fanbase mujhe karna chahta ban
Par Kendrick ki tarah bete I
Don’t give a Damn
Aur 50 ki tarah chhote you know I’m the Man!
Collect karun cheque tujhe karun Chin Check
Mera Method rough man, chal Protect Your Neck
Mercenary on the mic, I’m designed to kill
Flow bohat zyaada ill, Boom Bap ho ya Drill
Collect karun cheque tujhe karun Chin Check
Mera Method rough man, chal Protect Your Neck
Mercenary on the mic, I’m designed to kill
Flow bohat zyaada ill, Boom Bap ho ya Drill
Tere System ka kar doon main aaj shutdown
Hum sabko pata teri zindagi hai jhand
Main pelun tujhe track pe, tu pel bas dand
Tu de subliminal, tera sab lame and null
Vajji Teri payeee bete Robbie hai Atal
Kare Russ ki nakal, teri snitch si shakal
Raaj Jones interview mein dekhi
Gadhe ki akkal
Chahiye thi hype tabhee kiya sneak diss
Ek saal mein 2 gaane? Kisi ne ni kiya miss
Sun Gudwani, kyon hai tujhe chudwani
Badshah ko dekh kyun tu hota paani paani
Youza bitch, DM mein gaali deke bhaaga
Tere janamdin pe bhej dunga tujhе sui dhaaga
Phir paarhu agle din
Teri raatein kar doon kaali
Clap karun tujhе jaise chalti qawaali
Main bolta direct
Chal bete phir se sneak kar
Air Force Bars, tere mooh pe mera Sneaker
Tere lips on my dick
You can call it lipstick
Sarcasm mein bole tujhe saare you’re sick
Dekh aaya John wick, Abraham waali kick
Push kiya button ton main diss laaya tich
Tu mujhse neechey aur main neech
You’re sinking in song I’m
Still getting the streams
Mayweather waali reach
Matlab garmi laata beat pe
Lightning in the bottle wordplay bada neat be
Midas waala touch, potty tujhe karun flush
Serve kiya maine beef homies
Karna chahte dutch
Kahan hua too much? Muh faadna baaki hai
Abhi gadda khoda tujhe gaarhna baaki hai
Avada Kedavra, khodu leke Fawra
Yeh sab hua kyonki tune burn kari Howrah
Cava bien Merci, tujhpe no mercy
Maaru teri tab tak jab tak hogi meri marzi
Throne pe mere charna chaati hai ye cersei
Gaana baje worldwide, paarhi teri New Jersey
AG tu hai silver main gold
Tu hai meri property, freehold
Aaya tera nightmare, behold
Tu hai dikkat badi chhoti
Chhote jaise common cold
Khaali peeli teri jali tu laga le burnol
Vaadhu calories ki tarah tujhe karun burn all
This is not a thorough fare
Hata le apna stall
Hey Man, aaya Brock, at best you are Paul!
Burj ki tarah meri bars khadi tall
Aur Khalifa ki tarah you’re a late night call
Tere thumb ke nail pe nail in the coffin
Pakda tu gaya jaada ban na tu dolphin
Gaane se pehle inhe storiyan banaani
Iss judgemental uncle ko commentary chalaani
Parha likha tu gawaar, apni gali ka tu star
Teri baatein sun Teri Bandi bole Abey Yaar
Designer waala flow maine likha jaise Panda
Claws mere ready for a battle, call me Santa
Tu hai bada soft mere chhote jaise Fanta
Tujhe pata back in the day tu mera fan tha
Kaala mera music saara you can call it tanned
Tera fanbase mujhe karna chahta ban
Par Kendrick ki tarah bete I
Don’t give a Damn
Aur 50 ki tarah chhote you know I’m the Man!
Collect karun cheque tujhe karun Chin Check
Mera Method rough man, chal Protect Your Neck
Mercenary on the mic, I’m designed to kill
Flow bohat zyaada ill, Boom Bap ho ya Drill
Collect karun cheque tujhe karun Chin Check
Mera Method rough man, chal Protect Your Neck
Mercenary on the mic, I’m designed to kill
Flow bohat zyaada ill, Boom Bap ho ya Drill