Gully Boy Theme Ringtones

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Mi Nuh Gone Nuh Weh No no no, mi deh ya, mi deh ya same way yeh Mi Nuh Gone Nuh Weh Dem lose again yo Chorus: Yo di gangsta deh ya pon di gully side If you wah no weh fi fine me Shoot informa mek demm holey side B cah dem si to much dem fi avoid we Dats why mi deh ya pon di gully side If you wah no weh fi fine me Gi pagon gun shot and mek dem holey side Cah dem si to much dem fi avoid we Verse 1: From weh deh me here some ah talk seh God no dats why me seh dem chat to much So mi tell dem goh clean up dem heart yeh Because dem bad man and dem dam corupt You ah hear mi mek we keep the music real Cah mi nuh wah fi turn it inna battle field Because ah if ah real war we nuh response Gangsta's ah rise K's and beat uo the 6 pans But mi nuh wah fi kill di music bredda Mek we focus and mek we try fi build the music bredda but It seem's like Ah war dem redda So mi stay one side and low dem Chorus: Dats why mi deh ya pon di gully side If you wah no weh fi fine me Shoot informa mek dem holey side B cah dem si to much dem fi avoid we Dats why mi deh ya pon di gully side If you wah no weh fi fine me Gi pagon gun shot and mek dem holey side Cah dem si to much dem fi avoid we Verse 2: Da sega rember wen mi never have nuthin Now ah music mi come sing the vibes mi bring And now mi have suhum Now mi buy mi mama anyting So mi mek some hits and mi mek some money and gi ar everyting Now mi ah goh tru many tings Cah everyting weh gwan di media blame mi fi everyting Mi havfi wonder wat is happening If ah soh dem wah fi stop ah uwot Wen ah uwot rising Chorus: Mi deh ya pon di gully side If you wah no weh fi fine me Shoot informa mek dem holey side B cah dem si to much dem fi avoid we Dats why mi deh ya pon di gully side If you wah no weh fi fine me Gi pagon gun shot and mek dem holey side Cah dem si to much dem fi avoid we Repeat x 1

"Hully Gully" by The Olympics A there's a dance spreadin' round like an awful disease (After each line) Hully, Hully Gully Oh well you shake your shoulders and you wiggle your knees This dance goin' round from coast to coast When me an my baby do it, tryin' to do it the most - Momma hully gully, Poppa hully gully, Baby hully gully too C'mon lets take a lesson, alright now Shake your shoulders now, alright Wiggle your knees now... come on WAIL now Moma hully gully, Baby hully gully You can hully gully too Well I went to a party now and what did they do? Now everybody's doin' it, now why ain't you? Everybody looks like he's got the space Just listen here brothers and as all of you take A Moma hully gully, Poppa hully gully And baby hully gully too Momma hully gully, baby hully You can hully gully too! (Alvino99)

Hamare saath kaam karoge to naam hoga tumhara Inaam milenge rupay-paisa milega Izzat hogi tumhari Aur log darenge tumse Daraa kar logon ko woh jeeta hai Jiske haddiyon mai panni bhaara hota hai Mard ban'ne ka itna shauq hai To kutton ka sahara lena chhod de Katiya (Gully ke kutte!) Mujhe kisi ke tukdo pe palne ki zarurat nahi Aah uh mat kar Choos ke khatam kar (Haah Haah Haah) Koi toh pel rela jamkar Bhag chutiyagri zara kam kar Mic pe gara hai sala mar kar Mai deta hu one take mai label ka worker 16 mahine chipke baitha gully ka ye kutta Mujhse dar kar Paise mat gina Mere zindagi mai barkat Naam nahi liya Mujhe maaloom tera maqsad Beef game mai baap sabka Tika tera mastak Dost ke saloon mai tera maine diya dastak Fatti padi thi teri hai Haan kisne thasaya tha Aisa lag raha tu kisse toh khaya tha Phir se dikhayega tu nakli pateli Toh firse tu khayega Bantai ke baato se Soya nahi kitne to raato se Lagra raha ae baato se tere Tu bhookha views ka Isliye tu ne hi kiya diss mujhpe pehle Emiway na faile Yeh tera soch hai be kele Pelenge ssabko akele Main lunga teri tu meri rakhel hai Rakh ke dekhele Headmaster aaya toh Principal fail hai Teri mai lunga mere paas toh Sande ka tel hai Diss karra bachkana yeh mera khel hai Mere bars tadi paar kare Sabko kala pani jail hai Tere jaise kitne rapper log views ke liye diss kare daily Organic banda mai tu beta thali 2Pac bolta khudko machine gun kele Awaaz mein tere wazan nahi hai Yeh rap game bachakne bhajan nahi hai Haan aisa kyu gaata hai Pasnad nahi hai Apun unchaai pe khadele Ghamand nai hai Baato hi bato mai kar dete dange Tere jese rappero ko karte nange Gang leke aare mithe kare pange Tu fan mere gane ke ghum ke pankhe Chabi wala bandar Hanuman banke main monkey Beta mai kakarot Yeh gully ke kutte ko kaya du shot Sirf gully gully kam akal ke Divine mere bully ke shakal ke Rap game mai beta mai Sharukh Khan Wafaadar kutta nai hai Tu bhulgaya Gangis Khan Jisne sab sikhaya woh sab tu chupaya Asli khudko bole chus mera paya with nalla Rap gang ka dalla Chalake mai dikha galla Tere se boht zyada billa Aur hard hu mai Firse nai lagana tu naad main Kholunga ab sare kaand mai tere Dekha nai tere jaisa raand mai Har jagah deri hai Show saste mai leri hai Tu market dubari hai kutiya Meri ex nahi mili tujhe Ghar bethke mar beta muthiya Abe backhkaane Jisko dekh ke mai rap chaalu kiya Bolta ae bachkane uska channel Khud mere paad chaalu hoyela kya Aur tu 300 shows karke pateli maan liya Bantai 29 ke umar mein doodh ke tees me Jo bhi apne ko pata nai lekin kya hai Tere umar mein aaunga phir baat karunga Aur tere jesa saste shows nahi karta Bantai Aur recently khabar aaya hai Tere 3 shows ka rate apna ek show ka rate hai kya Running le fat-fat Chal Ye mazdoor ka hath hai kateya Looha pighla kar uska aakar badal deta hai Ye taakat khoon pasine se kamai hui rotiyon ki hai Mujhe kisi ke tokdo pe palne ki zarurat nahi Main independent Mere gaane ke copyright mere paas Tere paas nai hai Mere gully mein Boht bada fraud hai Bech dega gully yeh Ungli main thasunga teko tu nalli hai Mumbai mein jitne log aaye the show pe Utne hi log beta khade the road pe Gate totdke sab macha daale Saare rappero ki bantai ki public nai baja daale (Ha ha ha) Sach ka sath dete hai sache log Mera kuch nahi ukhadenge tere jese bache log Baaki artist se tu lerela jhol hai Akon aur Nas se Gully bulaya Bas itna bada tera goal hai Tu betha chor hai chalte reh Tu betha chor hai chalte reh Tu betha chor hai credit nai deta saath walo ko Kab aaya dekheneko mai mara saath walo ko Aake mera andwa lelo Quality sound wale log Quality sound wale log Kulfa karo mera bantai Quality rakh ke bhi kuch nahi ukhaade tum log Samjha kya? Satayanash karra hai NAS ka tu naam leke Usko nai pata tu bhagele glaas leke Dusre ka dusre ka chusna ka Koi isse sikhe D-Evil iska aadhe gaane likhe Woh sab toh thik hai Gully boy ke set mein chaatne aa ta tha Tu daaru pike khota gyaan baatane aata tha Main jhaat nahi aata tha Tu pucha mujhe Bantai aaoge kya Ab gully ke kutte ko bhookh lagi fame ki Pedigree dunga mai khoge kya Tu narak ka gate toh mai jannat ka darwaza Anthop Hill mein banaau mannat ka darwaza mera Tu dekh be tera andheri mai tu felaya andhera Sach baat hai tera ki Tere mai mere mai farak hai Emiway Bantai toh boht zyada kadak hai Gaane mere har ek gully aur sadak pe Teko koi milri nai chehre pe tharak hai Banjar zameen pe hum khadele marad hai Galat hai jo kiya tu galat hai Gaana tere sunke hora sardard hai Tere ko aage badne ki ab garaj Akela pel rela (Sab log ko darad hai) Gareebi ke aalwa boht kuch hai gully mai Aage koi badra hai toh teri kyu jali be Itne saal baad aaya diss karne Samjh mai mai aaya kya choda sardi mein 2018 mai yes I was back 100 million par Hip-Hop ka track Gaane mai bolta hai Sab kuch hai fact Bantai se bhid gaya hai samaan kar pack Tu toh wack karke back to back mujhe piss Dedh saale lage likhne ko diss Tab jaake Trending mai aaya hai miss Kam tere paas nahi hai 25 (Haah haah haah) Kaun shot dera bhai tereko piche se Huh? Haah mere gully waale kutte Haah haah chaat mere joote Haah haah

Another day another race You put yourself through All the pain Another face don't know what to say Looking for some sort of escape Oh oh oh We do this every time And I say Oh oh oh Sporadic change of mind Now you wanna run for the others Oh they're coming One after another Now you wanna run for the others Oh they're coming One after another Ohhhhhhhh Ohhhhhhhh Drying paint They try their games Find your way to contemplate Is this the right that you made me wrong I knew it all along Oh oh oh We do this every time and I say Oh oh oh Sporadic change of mind Now you wanna run for the others Oh they're coming One after another Now you wanna run for the others Oh they're coming One after another Ohhhhhhhh Ohhhhhhhh Mhm Mhm Na na na Oh they're coming Now you wanna run from the others Oh they're coming One after another Now you wanna run for the others Oh they're coming One after another

Hey watch the ride Is a hill and gully ride Better hold on good A no lie dat Hill and gully ride Unu better hold on good Now it is better to be safe than sorry A no me say so a me old time granny If you no listen then you surely gone see Water walk go a pumpkin belly When people kill Bob Marley and Peter Tosh it wasn't accidentally Your best friend your worst enemy And jealousy between a bench and batty If you no climb the hill yet then don't throw away ya stick Hurry come up, hurry down quick Even if ya head tougher than a Spain Town brick There is a mason who well want it No use a man ego-trip Hang up your hat can't reach it My lyrics spittin like some old salt physic So why you actin like a dog and vomit No let me big up all a youth like Witty And every man down in a penitentiary Down in the country fi mi bredda Randy Growin ya vegetable elegantly If you love His Majesty They couldn't touch you with no necromancy Heart no leap if eye don't see And heavy rain soften dutty

I know I know (repeat) Aint no sunshines when she's gone

Boy boy boy boy Wraps his arm around a skinny thing Naked around, naked around, naked around Naked around the middle She's a sleepwalker with an expensive bag Cruising cubicles Cash thrills Cruising and thinking, a cap and hood Straps hanging down your black legs (Pig pig pig pig Stick that word out at your best mark Remember, remember, remember, remembering) All your sundays come back to haunt me I like to hurt myself like this sometimes What you want from me this time Do you want a spoon Carrying another wound Like an addiction When you caught your affliction I'm in a rage, i'm in a rage, i'm in a rage I knew i refused to hand it over Burn me, burn me, burn me, burn me I know what's going to happen next (Stood at the next table touching the lips with love) Okay now it's clear you can look Clean clean There's something (chromium) Tattooed dad is getting dirty And a (tired thing, boooze) Off with your head off with your head Your razor wire beauty You're going straight, you're going straight, you're going straight But sometimes you gotta show them I like to hurt myself like this sometimes What you want from me this time Do you want a spoon Carrying another wound Like an addiction When you caught your affliction

To be loved is a thrilling sensation, as thrilling as can be Though it happens in every nation, they greet if differently Every mademoiselle with pasoolala, every Englishman talks to his patter Every spittin' Venetian goes tra la la and the Irish say Mother Machree But when I look at you and I thrill like I do, there is only one thing I can say Oh boy! Oh boy! Oh boy! Oh boy! Oh boy! Oh boy what a joy, a joy, a joy, a joy, a joy To know that you love me by heaven above me I never expected to pick you off the vine (The others will try and try and try and try and try) (To give you the eye, the eye, the eye, the eye, the eye) But when they approach you, I'll keep them in line By telling them oh boy, oh boy, oh boy you're mine La, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la Certain characters hi-diddle-diddle when cupid comes along Some mechanics shift gears in the middle and drummers kick the gong Every cowboy I know hollers yipee-a-ay Every clown in the circus goes hoopla Every sailor in port hollers anchors aweigh And an Indian gives you a ugg! But when you hold me tight like you're doing tonight There's only one thing I can say Oh boy! Oh boy! Oh boy! Oh boy! Oh boy! Oh, boy what a joy, a joy, a joy, a joy, a joy To know that you love me by heaven above me I never expected to pick you off the vine (The others will try and try and try and try and try) (To give you the eye, the eye, the eye, the eye, the eye) But when they approach you, I'll keep them in line By telling them oh boy, oh boy, oh boy Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy, oh boy you're mine