Ramaiya
The Ramaiya are a caste found in the state of Uttar Pradesh in India . Many members of this community migrated to Pakistan in 1947 and have settled in Karachi and Sindh.
History and origin
The Ramay/Ramaiya are a community that are partly Sikh, and partly Muslim. They get their name from the Hindi word ramna, which means to wonder. The community acquired this name on account of the fact that they were salesman, and are said to have belonged to the Bhatra community, a well known Sikh caste of Punjab. Like the Bhatra, they are said to be Brahmins, and more precisely Nagar Brahmin. They migrated into Uttar Pradesh in the 17th and 18th Century. The community were originally Sikh, and said to have come from Amritsar. However long residence in Uttar Pradesh has meant that Ramaiya are more properly Nanakshahi, rather than Sikh. A significant number of Ramaiya in the Rohilkhand region have converted to Islam. The Nanakshahi are sub-divided into a number of exogamous clans, known as gotras. There main gotras are the Bamra, Bank, Barsari, Bhat, Bhatti, Bisati, Dargal, Gajra, Gaur, Gujjar, Hardoiri, Nomain, Radi, Rai, Ranipari, Rathore, Sinha and Sipmatua. While the Muslim branch consists of the following divisions, the Banjara, Rajput and Ramai.
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Bring It To The Back (bow Wow Diss)
by: Romeo[Intro:]
Come here little fella
Where you goin
I wont bite you
Ha ha
Those little dogs are somethin arent they
They think there big then they run away from you
Well I got somethin for you little fella
Come here
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We can bring it we can bring it to the back dog
We can bring it we can bring it to the back dog
We can bring it we can bring it to the back dog
We can bring it we can bring it to the back dog
You dont want none knuck if you buck bro
You dont want none knuck if you buck bro
You dont want none knuck if you buck bro
You dont want none knuck if you buck bro
[Verse:]
Hey Im a pimp, walk wit a limp
Down South country boy and you know him
Kinda throwed off crazy in the head a little
Boy you'll never make it dey been sayin that since I was little
Little Master P, Im always be
Money out castin chicks every day of the week
Im the dog catcher thats why your girl left yea
You should have stayed on the leash you look much better
And I aint about stuntin its all real
But if you keep yappin you gon need a new grill
And why turn you white shirt all Burgundy
If you a real man take it to the ring wit me
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Kill is in my blood, nothin but thugs
So when I roll through your hood Gs show me love
And I aint have to hustle Well maybe just a little
But Im the son of a rapper I make riddles
My pockets real fat lookin like Puffy Pack
Got the china dog layin up in the Lack
Baby Shaq thats what I call those
Im in a phantom you’s in a Volvo
Im a Pit Bull, you just a little poodle
You seem hard but you soften up like noodles
You think your real tough well take it to the gutta
Its all good go get permission from your mother
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Hey I dont like rappers cause most dudes fake
They always have a wish never blew that cake
See me Im different been there and done it
I aint gotta play hard thats why I got my cousins
Make my own beats different chicks every week
You aint gotta play kids love me in the streets
Im a hood star, or an urban legend
Always hear about me but never see a legend
All black tinted, when I roll by
Your girl here wit me she aint got it ha
But enough jokes this aint the late show
I aint tryin here if yea aint talkin though