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About It (feat. Dream) [Radio Edit] Video (MV)






KAL₹O & PURI - About It (feat. Dream) [Radio Edit] Lyrics
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Rappers I run in and son 'em it's open season for hunting
I'll season the beef while your mother cuts up the onions
You don't want it, you don't really want it
Cause I'll end your whole career in one sonnet, don't test me
B***h I'm balling, pull up looking like Stalin
Got a big stash of cash, tonight we going all-in
Downtown safari, we splashing like Kalahari
Looking for my Lejla like I'm Hari Mata Hari
Foreigns only, don't nobody know me
When I get the mic I never pass it like I'm Kobe
Double cross me turn you to a spirit
I see it clearer, I'm Houdini to the smoke and mirrors
Chess boxing every day, know what I mean?
Got them people on their toes like Muhammad Ali
Because I float like an SLS-AMG, sting like a Wu-Tang killer bee, not a single bar is filler, jheeze!
Are you dumb?
Really are you dumb?
I gotta get this bread, I can't break my fast with crumbs
And I can't break my bread with no lames
Got a family for a gang
Got my only love hanging from my chain
Ay, you wanna test me? Well let's think about it
Ay, your girl she see me and she think about it
Ay, you wanna kill me? Well let's think about it
I just rap homie; I don't even think about it
Nasheeli raat, mere yaar mere saath
Kareem aur PURI, tera khauf mere yaar
Dhaava hai bola aur dekh scene mein lagi aag
KAL se milaoon tujhe kardoon asli waali do baat
Daawat hai meri tere unn chaheete rapperon ko
Farzi rap karne waale unn nakli actoron ko
Mumbai ka swaad, laya Toronto scene mein
Mehfil jamaa di, hosh udaa di inki neend mein
Baari hamaari, kalam taqat skills hai beshumaari
Baari hamaari, buri nazar ki tujhe bimaari
Haan ji Haan ji Hindi Hip Hop par daaka daala
Baari hamaari, sunegi beta ab duniya saari
Ruk ruk ruk ruk
Kaun bola KAL₹O banger nahi bana sakta?
Kidhar hai woh ch***ya?
Sab bole haan phir kyu laga tu ab chaunkne?
Kyu tere jaise das, mere jaisa koi nahi?
Billa hai scene, killer mera yeh shot hai
Goliyan bhari, we about to go 'n hunt 'em
Naye taraane, naye gaane yaahan chalne waale
Pheko unn puraano ko na kabhi samajhne waale
Laaton ke bhoot ab baaton se bhi darne waale
Gandagi phela na, jurmaana tum bharne waale
Pardesi saaz hai, well let's think about it
Desi andaaz hai, you be thinkin' 'bout it
They see me raat mein, and she just can't stop thinkin' 'bout it
Yaaron par naaz hai, we kick it we just go about it
My name is Kareem, but you can call me the dream
Swagger realer than Supreme, b***h I'll wipe out ur team
With my flow so sick, man that shit is viral
You can't copy my style, running deep like the Nile
Cuz I'm wheelin' dealin' killin' and healin', pleasin' your girl and gettin' her squeelin'
Make the crowd put their hands up to the ceilin'
Got you rappers kneelin as I take the coast
Breakin' the wheel like we down in Westeros
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Rappers I run in and son 'em it's open season for hunting
I'll season the beef while your mother cuts up the onions
You don't want it, you don't really want it
Cause I'll end your whole career in one sonnet, don't test me
B***h I'm balling, pull up looking like Stalin
Got a big stash of cash, tonight we going all-in
Downtown safari, we splashing like Kalahari
Looking for my Lejla like I'm Hari Mata Hari
Foreigns only, don't nobody know me
When I get the mic I never pass it like I'm Kobe
Double cross me turn you to a spirit
I see it clearer, I'm Houdini to the smoke and mirrors
Chess boxing every day, know what I mean?
Got them people on their toes like Muhammad Ali
Because I float like an SLS-AMG, sting like a Wu-Tang killer bee, not a single bar is filler, jheeze!
Are you dumb?
Really are you dumb?
I gotta get this bread, I can't break my fast with crumbs
And I can't break my bread with no lames
Got a family for a gang
Got my only love hanging from my chain
Ay, you wanna test me? Well let's think about it
Ay, your girl she see me and she think about it
Ay, you wanna kill me? Well let's think about it
I just rap homie; I don't even think about it
Nasheeli raat, mere yaar mere saath
Kareem aur PURI, tera khauf mere yaar
Dhaava hai bola aur dekh scene mein lagi aag
KAL se milaoon tujhe kardoon asli waali do baat
Daawat hai meri tere unn chaheete rapperon ko
Farzi rap karne waale unn nakli actoron ko
Mumbai ka swaad, laya Toronto scene mein
Mehfil jamaa di, hosh udaa di inki neend mein
Baari hamaari, kalam taqat skills hai beshumaari
Baari hamaari, buri nazar ki tujhe bimaari
Haan ji Haan ji Hindi Hip Hop par daaka daala
Baari hamaari, sunegi beta ab duniya saari
Ruk ruk ruk ruk
Kaun bola KAL₹O banger nahi bana sakta?
Kidhar hai woh ch***ya?
Sab bole haan phir kyu laga tu ab chaunkne?
Kyu tere jaise das, mere jaisa koi nahi?
Billa hai scene, killer mera yeh shot hai
Goliyan bhari, we about to go 'n hunt 'em
Naye taraane, naye gaane yaahan chalne waale
Pheko unn puraano ko na kabhi samajhne waale
Laaton ke bhoot ab baaton se bhi darne waale
Gandagi phela na, jurmaana tum bharne waale
Pardesi saaz hai, well let's think about it
Desi andaaz hai, you be thinkin' 'bout it
They see me raat mein, and she just can't stop thinkin' 'bout it
Yaaron par naaz hai, we kick it we just go about it
My name is Kareem, but you can call me the dream
Swagger realer than Supreme, b***h I'll wipe out ur team
With my flow so sick, man that shit is viral
You can't copy my style, running deep like the Nile
Cuz I'm wheelin' dealin' killin' and healin', pleasin' your girl and gettin' her squeelin'
Make the crowd put their hands up to the ceilin'
Got you rappers kneelin as I take the coast
Breakin' the wheel like we down in Westeros
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Writer: Rishabh Mundhra, Tarriq Purivatra
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