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Tadipaar lyrics- Mc Stan

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Tadipaar is written, sung and produced by Mc Stan

Song: Tadipaar

Singer: Mc Stan

Lyrics: Mc Stan

Music: Mc Stan

Tadipaar haath pe vaar

Dikhata chaar dhek police ka maar

Suraj nahi dikhta sirf 4 deewaar

Hogayela paar main tadipaar

Tadipaar haath pe vaar

Dikhata chaar dhek police ka maar

Suraj nahi dikhta sirf 4 deewaar

Hogayela paar main tadipaar

Tadipaar haath pe vaar

Dikhata chaar dhek police ka maar

Suraj nahi dikhta sirf 4 deewaar

Hogayela paar main tadipaar

Tadipaar haath pe vaar

Dikhata chaar dhek police ka maar

Suraj nahi dikhta sirf 4 deewaar

Hogayela paar main tadipaar

Ho ke main pune se

Bombay ko shift hua

Lift hua, khud ke liye

Nahi kiya kabhi dua

Bas hua baduaa

Nahi liya mene kabhi

Kiski maa ki bad mein

Sab bolta baat meri baaki

Patre pe se udii dal, aagayeli khakhi

Walani shot deke, public apli bhagi

Pan hua ek shot

Main hogayela caught

What dot

Raj guru chowk mein

Db wale rukele

Matlab bhai log rukele

Chowk mein, chowk mein

Bhok mein, bhok mein

Cigarette ke wajah se

Khatam hora stamina

Ugly bolri stan bhi naa

Lack of stamina

Manforce phene bina

Karta nahi kuch karta nahi smooch

Samne se aata, karta nahi khud

Kisko pan pooch, case no. 2

Dekh mera crew dekh mera shoe

Kamar mein haq se palgun rakhu

Koeta mera proof

Fir kya bolta dude?

Smokeeeeee, smokeeeeeee

Mere ko sirf itna baata

Main police se kaise bachu

Idhar vishayee woch aarela

Sirf police se kaise bachu

Police se kaise bachu?

Main kaise hasu

Bombay mein rehkar main

Pune ke case mein kaise fasu?

Kuta basu baapa chi jeans ghaloon

Tula nachu

Lunda war tula basun

End tak rehga sasoon

Game kara paar aakhir kar

Jaakar hua main tadipaar!

Tadipaar haath pe vaar

Dikhata chaar dekh police ka maar

Suraj nahi dikhta sirf 4 deewaar

Hogayela paar main tadipaar

Tadipaar haath pe vaar

Dikhata chaar dekh police ka maar

Suraj nahi dikhta sirf 4 deewaar

Hogayela paar main tadipaar

Tadipaar haath pe vaar

Dikhata chaar dekh police ka maar

Suraj nahi dikhta sirf 4 deewaar

Hogayela paar main tadipaar

Tadipaar haath pe vaar

Dikhata chaar dekh police ka maar

Suraj nahi dikhta sirf 4 deewaar

Hogayela paar main tadipaar

(say hi muhfuckasssss)

Tu kashta karmi busta karto

Nastha karto jhattu

Jasta karto je tu karto

Mahgna karto, mala kadta aa

Matlab mereko phelech vibes aate

Khaane mein bad vibes khaate

Jhatte ke phatte

Mere tak poch nahi paate

Matter ke time pe bhagg ke jaate

Tere galle mein chain

Meri zindagi mein chain

Chain chain chain

Main bechneka fame, 25 ko fame

Meri ammi ko ekach pain

Nahi hone wala kabhi main change

Fame lekin paisa nahi

Main tere jaisa nahi

Kon bola india mein

Paisa nahi, aisa nahi, waisa nahi

Main baat karna chahta hu ladki pe

Ladki ki galti nahi

She playing her part

Satisfiy kar usko acche se

Sun meri baat

Nahi karegi kabhi wo ch*dne ki baat

2 gender sirf duniya mein (pussy)

Choti si baat

Teri bhen mere saath

Dusre ki bhen tere saath

Meri baad ki baat, that facts

Hello, sunna maam wo rapper nahi kya

Mc stan mere side mein rukela hai

Akela hai, kya scene?

Roll karra, jhol karra

Kidhar hai tu abhi?

“kp lane no.6 mein

Peene baithela hai

Apne bache log ke saath

Selfie pan nahi diyala usne

Kya karneka bol jaldi

Pune aayela chinaal ka

Bombay rehta wo dene wali baat rehri

Utne mein 2 fans aaye mere pass

Bole kidhar hai maam?

(kya bolta maam, wassup supp bro)

Dhiktech nahi maam? (arey woh )

Gaane bine late aare

Kidhar ko machare ? Chalo na 1 joint

Bolneko no point, hogayeli shaam

Main duniya ka sharp

Ammi bulari meku

Yede ki leke bola

Chal ayee aau kya maam

Bhar jara thoda meku urgent mein kaam

Main lene laga can

Usme se ek shayad

Emiway ka fan ya fir opposite gang

Fuck mene aaj phenela vans

Samaj nahi aara tha

Fans the ya dushmaan

Naam pucha toh kya bhi lere le nai

Kya yashwant, bishwant

Piyele dekhre tumlog braaa

Milta tumku baad mein

Ek dalneke hisaab mein

Ek bola baith bike pe

Bc tmkc mera

Peeche se 3 4 awaz

Ride hogyi maam pe blur hogayela

Meri aakho ke samne

Unko laga main chal diya

Ek jhan meku dekh ke cigarette peera

Ghav full nike, reebok ke

Yede ki leke main neeche gira

Dikhra meku asmaan khoon bin out

Bitch im out

Body meri saath chodri

Saas bandh, aankh bandh

Main dekh sakta farishtey

Kareeb se , ajeeb the naseeb se

Subhe utha main coma se

Mere maa baap aur homies dikhre

Meku jeene pe yakeen nahi hota

Meku khudpar allah ek last chance

Sabne meko dekhela dalte time

Sabne meko dekhela bhagte time

Cctv caught, ride meri dekhe li

Vision nahi dekha

Paise deke, paisa leta teri item ne

Mujhme jo dhekha wo tune nahi dheka

Tune sirf khonaas mein dhekha

Akela dhika toh deneki sochega

Sochna bhi maat

Tik tok ki kasam

Im bad fo your health

Nako baba wapis yerwada jail

Hogayela bail, bajaya bell

Main dhika tu ro raha

Bhadri mein sora

Jaau deyaa soda

Yaad aara kodak

Kisko kiske liye

Kabhi nahi choda

Teko ghar tak choda

Aai baap ke liye

Mene sab kuch choda

Shit on ma wrist!

Din nahi jaare

Dost mere samne se jaare

Lekin chinaal ke

Milke nahi jaare

Dost hi murder hota dekhna chahare

Aaine ka shop dala aaina dikhare

Tumare, bichare, vichare

3 star hai, peeche aare

Lowkey maare chod dale

Bachkane ghar pe jaare

Look at ma word play

Padra gyaan mat de, tuza wordplay

Aami sagde zhoople, kashala zhoople

Side ku ho batle itna gyaan nahi

Tere buss mai mere tension tu

Kidhar se mat le kya re f.s. Ke chasme

Hawa karra jordan birden penke

Tera baap girela chowk mein peeke

He was like theek hai bro

Main bola tu cheap hai bro

Isleye aaj taak

Teri meri beef hai bro

Main g.o.a.t. Tu bakri ki shit

Hai bro

4 sheet hai bro

Tere jaisa kandela nahi

They know hoes ko bolu mein

Theek se lo

No hoe, no more, tu god

Tu sod

Bol!

Andar jama mere shooter

Share karo kaam

Mera khud jaao upar

Main jaise pan allah ka shukar

Bole meko tu kar

Haalat se guzaar, baap ko sugar

Tu ac, main cooler

Tu ameer, main gareeb

Main thug, tu shareef

Main basti, tu building mein

Peace!

Mar gayele jitne mere homies

Rest in peace

6 no. Gully mein missri

Ghiss maushi p se peace

Pune se peace

Atleast, show me your tits camera

Ghuma zara idhar

Jhad iske baalo ka clip

Ghum jara peeche

Maat kar trip, bitch uh crip

Please don’t flip

Hoe mere side se, east sideee se

Bole toh bole toh

Bhai log, sab bade bade, bhai log

Aple pan bhai log

Lekin yehh shutter mutter

Jider milre udar mar re dailouge

Bro tu kisko pan sign ho

Phugri ke baata nai sapna ider 302

Bolna main chahata nai

Ride hoyegi mere pe

Galle tak aata nai naam

Dhakle mere pe, bata mein

Pata nahi gunegaar ka bhacha nahi

Politics mein chacha nahi

Haram ka khata nahi

Haj ko tu jata nahi

10 baar mu tera dekhna

Main chahata nahi kiss ma ass

Agar nikalega past

Puff puff pass

Weed is ma bestfriend ho jara fast

Ek bacheli last

India mein rehta toh

Pooch mat caste vishwasghaat

Mere saathbhot baar hogayela

Pan, abhi main khudse pyaar karu

Hai meku family

Unse main pyaar karu waare pe nahi

Kaipar public dats maa cliqui

Nada to blade ke vaar karu

4 baar karu, 4 vaar karu

Yede hore gharmein baith ke

Inke muu pe bolu, chutiye dikhte

Take no advice, hum log life se seekhte

Meri life ko dekh ke (aye)

Life ke bheech

Main ghar daar bech ke fir

Wife ko bechte, aise kaise

Life ko dekhte

Aake mere, side ko baith te

10 time muu ko dekhte

Dekh nahi sakta aur

Maa baap ku rote time

Meri rap book ghum gayeli

Mere pas bhaut hai rhyme

Ghar se nikalte time

Ghar wale darte, bhalte jhagde

Pucchi ke lafde mein

Kabhi nahi latkele run run run

Leave that anywayz

Hide your face, hide

Your number plate

Peeche dekh police hai

Gaadi pe number dekh, mh 12

Oh ohhh o okay

Tu khol main aara

Bhul nahi paraa

Din kaise aagayele

Beta baap ke aang pe jara

Qayamat tu khud, nasdeek la raha

Uh know when thug cry

Tere gharmein bandana

Phenke du thuglife

Married to the streets

Yeah

Main bas itna chahata hu

Ki jab teku phone karu

Speaker pe mat rakh

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