Текст песни 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