FIFA & CALL OF DUTY LYRICS – Nawaj Ansari

“Lyricist Nawaj Ansari" (Intro) Yeah real time Not just anytime Yeah, yeah I tell you Daami time Kaada time Yeah, and that's the wall I'm sorry (Verse 1) Hello I'm back, don't you worry about me Ma mardai mardina, mardina ma kaile ni Ma auxu Christmas ma, ma auxu Halloween Bhui vari ragat chahiyo bleach, chlorine, sabai clean Mero haat ma cha been, aba snake dance, rato cup ma sprite ani gin Euta haat ma glock, arko haat ma microphone Ma parkour jump handai, Ding! Ding! (Verse 2) Making real-estate money, not the bling bling Baggy jeans maathi tight tuxedo, that's a thing Real life devil, dekhaudina seeng I go stupid on a track - suhaagraat bina ring Nasoch malai mauri, maybe I'm a baroola Baroola ra Aringaal, hanxu talai sting Khelxu left wing but not much of a player thou Khelne vaye khelam tara nakhelana jhella bro (Chorus) Yea Ho! Ma siddha sadha kura garxu timi bango tingo What the hell bro? Man I'm standing on my business and I do it till I die I keep it real bro Hami FIFA handai, churot taandai, beer khadai We don't really care bro But if the opps want the smoke, that's a Call of Duty mode I gotta kill bro (Interlude) (Shit maile, maile jaani jaani yo hunxani soft ass beat chhaneko ho cuz I'm in a very good mind space hunxa ni I don't wanna fuck that shit up) You know what I mean? (Verse 3) 20 Lakh ma hitman, 1 crore ma case close 2023 ma first million kamayeko I wish you really safe bro, so take care bro Pressure game on aba handina ma brake bro That was a mistake bro, manchev chinne step ho Bitch I go hard, you can suck my black d*** hoe Thik chainau ki thik chau? Timi sasto mai bikchau Kaadha ma cha big load, ma gadha hoina 'Real Goat' (Verse 4) Living by the G-code, hami chalxa bina remote P***y ass para garna sakdina ma decode All I do is reload, shoot ani reload Drop down the payload, FPV drone mode Sikaar hanxa Lion, jhyaap hanxa Hyena, Jhund lera auxa Lion herya herai - WTF bro? Ay Cruz what the fuck bro? Junggey - Wassup bro! (Chorus) Yea Ho! Ma siddha sadha kura garxu timi bango tingo What the hell bro? Man I'm standing on my business and I do it till I die I keep it real bro Hami FIFA handai, churot taandai, beer khadai We don't really care bro But if the opps want the smoke, that's a Call of Duty mode I gotta kill bro (Verse 5) Middle school rapper, old school knowledge New school spirit and a real hot topic Kati jana thakey tara ma chahi ako akai Mero numbers vaxa comma, comma, comma pahile bracket Solti bracket vanya negative, that's a minus So harek pal ma majja lina khojchu, ma grateful Geet mero colorful, thari thari spices Ma risaye vane Hulk hunxu, you don't wanna fight this Ayy, ujyalo vaye hunxa chhaya, halka hate auna thaley balla majja auxa Maya Dherai kura sunna thaley, hunxa dimaag daya baya Just listen to your heart, keep it real everytime yea (Chorus) Yea Ho! Ma siddha sadha kura garxu timi bango tingo What the hell bro? Man I'm standing on my business and I do it till I die I keep it real bro Hami FIFA handai, churot taandai, beer khadai We don't really care bro But if the opps want the smoke, that's a Call of Duty mode I gotta kill bro (Outro) Ma marey vaney mero Kabr maathi phool maala hoina sable samman takraidiyos Ma rahey narahey pani Ma rahey narahey pani mero geet amar rahoss Hilo batai ako hilai vitra chu Mailo huda malai complain chaina tara kichalo sahana sakdina I'm not a Mr. Nice Guy All I'm trying to do is feed my family, no high-five Yea! yo Mard-Kartavya, khojdaina maile prize lai Garxu garnu parney maile balance gardai limelight Herdai herdai time flies, table turn, bridges burn I cannot define life, marey paxi bye bye Night time ma lekhchu while everybody party Mero naya music crazy hunxa takeover the night life Garey paxi jitney, man I don't wanna be 'Nice Try' Variraxa pipeline, 'What a vibe dai!' 'Hi Dai!' 'Diss hannu na diss' No nai bhai 'L*** l*** judyo vanisakyo' That's okay bhai Fuck that, that's a fucking trap, get a life bhai I got a higher purpose, 'I know you're right dai' Yea Ho! Ma siddha sadha kura garxu timi bango tingo What the hell bro? Man I'm standing on my business and I do it till I die I keep it real bro Hami FIFA handai, churot taandai, beer khadai We don't really care bro But if the opps want the smoke, that's a Call of Duty mode I gotta kill bro End Lyrics