valhalla kaaris lyrics english

valhalla kaaris lyrics english

[Lyrics to “Valhalla”]

[Intro]
Hey (grr, paw)
2.7 (grr, grr), SE (hey, hey)

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I put the thing in there, a wrong move, I t ‘send to Valhalla
They say that I’m in prison, even in Gala, that I’m standing even surrounded like Kaza (hey, hey)
That I’m coming back like a strike from Mohamed Salah; when I had walou, you were not there

If you supported me, worry, I will not forget, wAllah; me, it’s Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Prada (yeah)
String on the tee, spit (gang), Gonzalo Rodriguez Gacha, eh
Drogua, drugged, in the massa, eh (gang), put your big ball in Class A
Talk to me, at least she, she wedged you, bitch,smile of the Joker under the bandana

Teurs-inspec deserve shots from Kala ‘, little lookout who thinks he’s Tony Montana (bitch, bitch, bitch)
It goes through your head or your ze-n, THC oil flows when I bleed
500 bills that grow when I sow, series of bifles when I love you
22, 22, I have a 44, I like to be cer-us’ when I pull a latte
Bastard, you must , you disappeared, you dates, it smells of the search ‘every 6 in the morning’, hey (2.7, 2.7)

[Chorus]
The product makes it bad, the six shots will make the chorus
You hit the rails but you miss the trains, bang, bang, bang, bang
The product makes a mess, the six blows will do the chorus
She now wants her to know that Iam repainted

[Verse 2]
They are only good at playing the mala, it’s not just te-shi that comes out of their terma
There are only cursed, cursed in our carnage, I recommend war on the Dalai Lama You are
stranded on the coast, There’s the guardia, I put a stop to the fama
A whore will never replace the mama, I’m starting the 911 killer Targa
It’s only in the binks, binks, that it spoke, residue of powder on 24 carats
We leave the hall like masai mara, transfer kilos like my brothers from Gwada I

Pull on a big bédo like jaja and yet, I hope to be on time for fajar
We have everything you are looking for in a bazaar, I cut the quette with an ax like Ragnar (bitch, bitch, bitch)
I slow down, I accelerate on the radar, there is no coincidence, we are bastards
Canon is deep, you are too talkative (click), observation just after I threw you because (pah)
J ‘ thinks of getting on a bon-char (yeah), she thinks of getting on my dar
I’m still in charge like Bashar , bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang

[Chorus]
The product makes it gue-din , the six blows will do the chorus
You hit the rails but you miss the trains, bang, bang, bang, bang
The product is going bad, the six blows will do the chorus
She now wants her to know that I am repainted

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