Dorje - Chhan Geda lyrics

[Verse 1: Oldie] Garey feri nwaran aba bolau malai oldie Bigat ta bigryo vaigo vuldey Auney dinlai joddey Yo ho mars yaha matra fulxa ful tyo geda paat lai choddey Ani Bob Dorje Jay Dlai ni hami sangai moldey Jawoos gari herna eutai matra baki Khappar chirey karma herna saitaan ko baas giddi mathi Maya ta hunchha ando but meri mayalu chahi laati Jindagi vaye khel hutt ma pani hu rastra kheladi Nasakney sakina prayas mai marimetda pani Yo ho mero arko juni Thau feri tehi marabhumi Espali chahi sachi tikchhu Maa'kasam walchel bikxu Jati umlos yi torpey rappers sab'lai pani piudai nilchhu [Hook 2x] Chhan geda sabai mera, Chainan geda sabai teda [Verse 2: Jay D] Oh Lord We got the club locked All the b**hes here saying f** love And the only love we got is Kush love Thats real b**hes talking real thug Martians Got the whole club swinging like Tarzan 99 problems all under rated Threats eliminated Yeah we stay money Affiliated with the thugs of the hoods And the minds of the streets n***a hating cause I'm fornication with his down b**h While I'm in a meeting laying down a sales pitch Two face sweet and sour rappers I know who the fake is So let me tell you leeches s**ing on my dick don't make you famous Used to be nobody now you wana blame us Can't make it to the top and you wana frame us Why it always gotta be us [Verse 3: BobThaStonna] Paisa kei haina vane chuplagera bash Niskyo mero gang aba dulo bhitra pash Mero gorkhe haru ko paltan, paltan mero mars Tayar hami bhidna jaile, ko cha garne war? Graha paryo mangal, STONNA mero naau Gari baschu sangit rachana tei nai mero kaam Ani Lil' PGGH, Tre Skate, NY ko yo beat ho Fuchey rappers haru lai lito Mero boli kada na pachne lai tito Pura street ho, bizcha mero kura ali chura thikho Hook 4x Chhan geda sabai mera, Chainan geda sabai teda [Verse 4: Nyshang] My the teams the realest My dreams the biggest Young visionary If we ain't talkin money that we ain't got no business My gorkheys be the k**est with that millitary fitness And i you know the you gon feel this cause this beat be the illest Back from moon landed on mars Boy i am drifted i talk to the stars I put that over time over night Make a hot beats on colder night I am gifted, god- gifted Like the chosen ones i'm lifted Plan to do this sh** till i am fity Had your shot but you missed it And to build an empire Man you gotta have the blue prints [Verse 5: Dorje] I got my MARTIAN$ wit me Invest all dat cheese Then i got a business to run, different places to be Roll up that tree man i'm just having some fun Built Hard from the core ready for war, f** b**h n***a talk Haters ko lagi It's 2 middle up I jerk it off & It's food for 'em big bu*ts Uh.. Ma mero gorkhe ko lagi Bhirera khukuri le ret dinchu gaathi Mardinchu ek ek lai koi hunexaina baaki Yo torpe haru lakhetnu ma eklai chu kafi Hook 4x Chhan geda sabai mera, Chainan geda sabai teda [Verse 6: Astawmal] Ma aaye yesto thau bata ja' janme kasto kasto Ya'ko baccha thulo vayesi banna cha'nchhan hami jasto Hami pugyau ya' samma, Mani chhu achamma Ma chaarai thau puge tara pugina bachaama Ran'Mayale tin choti herchha jaba ma hunchhu hiddai Raatko dui baji sakyo Gorkhe chhan ajjai piudai Nindra sab'ko eutai tara sapna chha farak Ran'Mayako kura sunya, jaileni dekhauthi chatak Ani ghaas tanya bela yo dimakh besi chalchha Vabisya barema sochchha ra malai vitra vitrai marchha Ra ma marchhu tesko lagi jo merai lagi bachha f**