Groove (Dilli Se NY)

Kidaf

Coming live and direct from the fifty states
People dreamin
Being honest the shit be fake
With these evil demons
Putting up with the shit we take
What we do for freedom
Shoot you down with grip we break
And that's so ironic
But icon a gin and tonic
Staying solid
Never runnin just playing sonic
Maybe all got is
Just a little cool when the heat melt
Anger from what the streets delt
Riding on it no seatbelt
I'm from the Mecca
I got nothing to prove
I get you stuck in the groove
These niggas tuck in the tool
And they be huntin for you
If He get caught it's a fault he made
And he gone feel the pain like assault with a salty blade
And hands down
Ima hold it when the fam round
Pick him up with my man down
Bitch I'm bout to go ham now piece
All I'm sayin is I'm from New York
Minus the shit that you thought
Smoke ya shit like a Newport peace!


Hook

Dilli se New York
I get you stuck in the groove
Chahe koi ho fir tu
I get you stuck in the groove


Sun J (Verse)

Aazaad Basti ka ye launda aya tip top
Saare ladke kaide represent karte hip hop
Representing dilli dil se kilse aise hai bhot
Flow hot footworks khatarnaak yaha dope

Toprock king saare kare swing gin lo
Step six ah sick woah kicks pehene
Bboy mai toh flip karu trip ko
Hip hop nasha jab toh bharna kyu chillam ko

Gand nah macaho  milo na aake humko
Na kuch pata toh bhai gyan zara kam chod
Mai rakhta cheezei real fuck off jo na sang ho
Bache jo fake  jitne aake chumo mere land ko

Aire gaire log door se hi kat lo
Nah sunne betha mai kisi ki rai shut the fuck bro
Na na na na na na na na na na
Jo kare 3-5 zada sidha rhepta de rakh bro