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Haan!
Achhe se baat kar
Gully gang boy
We back
Bham bham bham
Koi hum pe nahi khade
Chhote hum hain quicksand
Koi karta nahi match
Mera poora lit fam
Do ap mere hath mein
I call it wristbands
Mastikhor crew
We kick it like shin-chan
Big man gets the cheque from rich, yes!
Gutter flow we really hood, it’s all blessed
Trend set karte tum karte impress
Aapas mein ladne wale ladke incest
59, tu toote kanch pe khada hai
Farishta aur shaitan mere sath mein khada hai
Badan pe hai shahi dard glass mein bhara hai
Shilawati, manali ko sath mein mala hai
Kitne artist nahi, bol kitne yaha chor
Bollywood se break kyun ke hip-hop mein hai shor
Class waali baatein, fir ye achanak se road
Ladhne wali baatein bas humse nahi dost, chal!
Rider rider chal wheelie maar
Chillum hai taiyaar chal tili maar
South wale ladke ha peeli maar
Sharif bhi hum hote
Woh kehte humein gunehgar
Rider rider chal wheelie maar
Chillum hai taiyaar chal tili maar
South wale ladke ha peeli maar
Sharif bhi hum hote
Woh kehte humein gunehgar
Mera star sign bole
Hamesha mera balance sahi hai
Trophy bhare pade mere cup mein
Royal challenge nahi hai
Dark, raw shit
Ye koi colour wala pallete nahi hai
Mandi mein mai baitha
Mere plate mein koi salad nahi hai
Relishing hai beat delicious mera flow
Wo pao wala bole
Cause I am good at flippin dough
Saare online famous
Mai kyun busy, karta shows
Bina belan rakhe haath mein
Kaise haasil karta goal
Koyle mein heere nahi
Heere mein main woh coal
Nashte mein idli
Chillum mein mere kasol
Zameen pe mein khana
It’s the only time I fold
Sea link pe gedi
It’s the only time I tour
Tip-tip baarish nahi
Tufani hai ye storm
Tik-tik talk nahi
Gira dete bomb
Chatai pe sone wale
Ab gira rahe chattan
Nanga hi toh aaya tha
Jeb mein daal, pehchan ha!
Maa meri manager, bade mere armaan
Jo rakh nahi paata kya matlab ka woh zabaan
Phone bajne lagta jab matalb ka ho kaam
Agar divine nahi hota chodh matlabi insaan
Mujhe dikhta kaun kaun hai yaha
Jalte bahot jan hai
Tsunami laate hum flow ye konkan hai
Brake nahi lagte aur chalte wrong-turn hai
Married to the game aur paisa sautan hai, ha!
Rider rider chal wheelie maar
Chillum hai tayaar chal tili maar
South wale ladke ha peeli maar
Sharif bhi hum hote
Woh kehte humein gunehgar
Rider rider chal wheelie maar
Chillum hai tayaar chal tili maar
South wale ladke ha peeli maar
Sharif bhi hum hote
Woh kehte humein gunehgar
What do you know about streets
You got signed
Everyday you put on your suit entire god work
You see this, this is my world
My empire at the momemnt
Sab boss yaha baithe
Tu kisi ka toh naukar hai
Laya kali truck, saath feet wala chaufer hai
90’s wale launde, 42 mere bottle pe
1000 cc engine, do pahiye full throttle hai
Qatil hai, bhai tera qatil hai
Sabhi bhai shatir hai
Gully wala style poora kiya maine father hai
Bol kya kia nahi sabit hai
Akela main sher aur tu chalta yaha musafir hai
Bina bole baraste
July wala badal hai
Chota bhai arjun
Aur bada bhai nasir hai
Ex nikli draculla
You know I have to wrap it up
Dost mera strapped
And he knows how to slap it up
Back it up
Dekh aaye tere abba jaan
Bhuke jaise ramadan
Zyada kaam, zyada daam
Son we outside
Like its a traffic jam
Son we outside
Like its a traffic jam
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