Bhillin

Lyrics: Ibrahim Al Siraj/Muhammad Albanjaari/Gerry Farhan/Emi Emi Music: Ibrahim Al Siraj/Farrel Shidqi Phat B, kamu masak lagi?
Chorus Ceban pertama jatoh, Drop In Ya ya blood gua lagi pengen Bhillin (huh) Anggur merah bir dingin, Abidin Ya ya blood gua lagi pengen Bhillin (huh huh)
Flow G Bitch i'm Bhillin, bangerang one eight trey Real G from the ghetto i'll make some difference 24/7 throw the hood bangin You bitches see me flexin Lu bicara ain't nothing Gua action like do something Kuz boys in the hood is always hard Dari woles swag sampe anak gang gue hustlin B's up turn it up Kalo liat gue let me see your hands up I'ma mutha****in' Flow G Jadi lu tau siapa yang pegang kendali Gua bukan new kids on the block My gang hangin' with the glock Lu tau gua merah bloodin' I'ma runnin' west side poppin' anggur merah
Chorus Ceban pertama jatoh, Drop In Ya ya blood gua lagi pengen Bhillin (huh) Anggur merah bir dingin, Abidin Ya ya blood gua lagi pengen Bhillin (huh huh)
Albanjaari One eight trey, trap gang Bhillin on the hood with my gang gang Seloki dua loki tambah lagi Cortez jadi saksi disetiap hari (uh) Kaos kaki panjang kaos oversize putih Celana chino lipet bhillin bareng Phat B Pertu di setiap daerah Krucil jaga aman di setiap daerah Nada dering telfon John 24 R pegang kendali samper John West side story anak gang pablo esco Bitch i'ma blood, you know blood (suwoop) Shake that ass shake that ass bitch **** the popo **** snitch Shake that ass shake that ass bitch **** the popo **** snitch
Chorus Ceban pertama jatoh, Drop In Ya ya blood gua lagi pengen Bhillin (huh) Anggur merah bir dingin, Abidin Ya ya blood gua lagi pengen Bhillin (huh huh)
Emi I'll be chilin i'll be bhilin With the gang West side 183 yeah you know we do out thang Blood in our colour yeah you we wear it pride Drinking abidin until we fall until we die Roll up gang up lets change the tide We goin west cause west is the best side Divide and the conquer yeah we gon expandΒ  We red like our soldier we ride till the end I'ma gang up i'ma pull up to the hood Pop a couple of bottle bloodburry yeah feeling good Like we should Before we get in the booth We be dripping red and we all feeling good We gang up we blow up straight red Cause we goin west and we be drippin red
Chorus Ceban pertama jatoh, Drop In Ya ya blood gua lagi pengen Bhillin (huh) Anggur merah bir dingin, Abidin Ya ya blood gua lagi pengen Bhillin (huh huh)