Lyrics Fuk Gayi - Rebel 7 , Qaab
Fenki
tune
badi
badi
par
ukhaada
tune
Kuch
nahi
kuch
nahi
kuch
nahi
Kaamyaabi
bhot
door
ab
sakta
main
Ruk
nahi
ruk
nahi
ruk
nahi
Hume
aage
badhte
dekh
insabki
Fuk
gayi
fuk
gayi
fuk
gayi
Jo
bhi
kara
maine
khud
se
hi
Abhi
dekha
tune
kuch
nahi
Bolne
ko
hain
ni
inpe
kuch
voi
same
same
same
Mombatti
ye
rappers
sab
jalte,
saal
bhar
hain
gaane
apne
chalte
Aint
no
happy
birthday
Tere
jese
yaha
bhot
ladke
Khudki
hi
duniya
main
boss
bante
Fir
pata
chale
label
tera
kare
tujhe
call
Bole
tere
liye
koi
ni
job
kalse
Tere
gaane
tuh
hi
likhe
kese
maanlu
Apne
bagal
wale
ki
hawa
main
leta
saas
tuh
Bolio
ni
faltu
varna
ghoosa
seedha
jabde
fir
launday
aake
bole
paan
thook
Tune
aage
badhne
ko
kaata
sahi
Baimaani
tere
sath
sath
rahi
Upar
jaane
ka
bas
dikhe
tujhe
rasta
par
Gehraai
abhi
tune
naapa
nahi
De
de
Gaali
jitna
bhi
tuh
sab
chalta
hain
Apne
ko
yaha
farak
pade
ghanta
hain
Kiss
khet
ki
tuh
lagta
hain
mooli
jab
Haath
lage
bas
tere
baingan
ka
bharta
hain
Zyada
kisi
ko
bhi
karu
follow
ni
back
Baraaati
yaha
khade
baje
ghodo
ki
band
Launday
sath
wale
gang
gang
shit
Ye
banadete
fillam
de
photo
bhi
khech
Fenki
tune
badi
badi
par
ukhaada
tune
Kuch
nahi
kuch
nahi
kuch
nahi
Kaamyaabi
bhot
door
ab
sakta
main
Ruk
nahi
ruk
nahi
ruk
nahi
Hume
aage
badhte
dekh
insabki
Fuk
gayi
fuk
gayi
fuk
gayi
Jo
bhi
kara
maine
khud
se
hi
Abhi
dekha
tune
kuch
nahi
Abhi
dekha
tune
kuch
nahi
Mauj
maru
sar
pe
mai
leta
dukh
nahi
Chalu
slow
waqt
bole
mujhe
ruk
nahi
Chalu
shades
lagake
maru
look
sahi
Sahi
beat
lit
bass
lage
dil
pe
Ye
rapper
sare
chindi
inki
bandi
kare
bill
pay
Pisun
inhe
sill
pe
tabhi
mere
pas
teekha
hai
sauce
Kamake
deta
koi
aur
hai
tu
kis
bat
ka
boss
Kara
tha
bharosa
tabhi
khaya
bohot
loss
Fan
jaisi
shakal
walo
ko
khilata
ni
toast
Yaar
gang
gang
gang
ever
ready
Ye
ek
call
pe
hazir
hojate
dost
Dhoom
machake
gayab
ye
londe,
No
krish
Niptenge
aake
hum
karte
ni
diss
Jo
beet
gaya
kal
use
karu
na
mai
miss
Sab
sath
kare
grow
bas
yahi
karu
wish
Dilli
shehr
bete
shehr
ek
shehro
me
Behte
hain
cypher
yaha
Gallion
ki
lehro
m
Apno
se
door
man
lage
gairo
me
Sapno
ki
cheekhe
Sunai
deti
tairo
se
Chehro
se
pata
chale
inki
fuk
gai
Gana
naya
feka
inki
sanse
ruk
gayi
Hum
age
jate
ye
sale
hote
khush
nahi
Kaat
karoge
meri
naseeb
hoga
sukh
nahi
Baat
karu
kyu
tujhse
tujhe
pata
kuch
nahi
Jhaat
Jale
to
jale
mujhko
pade
fark
nahi
Ab
Sakta
mai
ruk
nahi
Tune
bas
kari
baat
ukhaada
Tune
kuch
nhi
kuch
nhi
kuch
nhi
Fenki
tune
badi
badi
par
ukhaada
tune
Kuch
nahi
kuch
nahi
kuch
nahi
Kaamyaabi
bhot
door
ab
sakta
main
Ruk
nahi
ruk
nahi
ruk
nahi
Hume
aage
badhte
dekh
insabki
Fuk
gayi
fuk
gayi
fuk
gayi
Jo
bhi
kara
maine
khud
se
hi
Abhi
dekha
tune
kuch
nahi
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