What you know ’bout street? You go outside
Everyday you put on your suit and tie and got work
You see this? These are my world
We outside (DIVINE, what’s good?)
My employee are in my team… (Five-nine, aye)
Uh, sab boss yahan baithe aur tu kisi ka toh naukar hai
Laaya kaali truck, saat feet wala chauffeur hai
90s wale launde, 42 mere bolt pe
1000 CC engine, do pahiye, full throttle hai
Qaatil hai, bhai tera qaatil hai
Sabhi bhai shaatir hain, gully wala style
Poora kiya maine father hai
Bol kya kiya nahi saabit hai
Akela main sher aur tu chalta yahan musafir hai
Bina bole baraste, July wala baadal hai
Chhota bhai Arjun aur bada bhai Nasir hai
Ex nikli dracula, you know why I had to wrap it up
Dost mera strapped, and he knows how to slap it up
Back it up (Back it up)
Dekh aaye tere abba jaan, bhooke jaise Ramadan
Zyada kaam, zyada daam (brr)
Son, we outside like it’s traffic jam (chal)
Son, we outside like it’s traffic jam
Dekh aaye tere abba jaan, bhooke jaise Ramadan
Zyada kaam, zyada daam
Son, we outside like it’s traffic jam (we outside)
Son, we outside like it’s traffic jam
I am in the back of a black truck, black wheels, blacked-out tints
They left the block and they ain’t gettin’ back since
Not me, it’s in my DNA, I just got a cracked-out stench
The .45 on live blew the backed-out twins
Yeah, anything that’ll get you some spare change
Playin’ in the streets though, ain’t no such thing as a fair game
All so simple, tell me why can’t it be?
Broke niggas out here on the verge of insanity
Know I keep it cool, and I don’t ever panic, B
Spend a lil’ bits, stack the racks for the family
And even though it’s drastic, fam
We still outside though like this a traffic jam
What’s up? (What’s up?)
Dekh aaye tere abba jaan, bhooke jaise Ramadan
Zyada kaam, zyada daam (brr)
Son, we outside like it’s traffic jam (chal)
Son, we outside like it’s traffic jam
Dekh aaye tere abba jaan, bhooke jaise Ramadan
Zyada kaam, zyada daam (Gully Gang)
Son, we outside like it’s traffic jam (we outside)
Son, we outside like it’s traffic jam (ha!)
We outside, aur tu dikhta nahi
Tune daali album, par tera chhote bika nahi
Door se salaami, mera-tera koyi rishta nahi
Patte sabko kamane, par kisi ko yahan pisna nahi
Sehwag jaise tod ke Dravid jaise tikna hai
Ganda dhanda wala dost aur shakal se woh chikna hai
Pitna hai, zindagi hai dost aur sabko yahan pitna hai
Mushkilon ko likhna hai aur duniya mein yeh bikna hai
Haan, hum sapne aur dard ko bechte
Sapne huye sach mere dard ko dekh ke (hustler)
Hum sapne aur dard ko bechte
Sapne huye sach yahan dard ko dekh ke (Gully Gang)
Dekh aaye tere abba jaan, bhooke jaise Ramadan
Zyada kaam, zyada daam
Son, we outside like it’s traffic jam
Son, we outside like it’s traffic jam (we outside)
Dekh aaye tere abba jaan, bhooke jaise Ramadan
Zyada kaam, zyada daam
Son, we outside like it’s traffic jam
Son, we outside like it’s traffic jam
Haan, this one’s for my riders
For my drivers
Full throttle, full pedal push
Sambhaal ke, dost, we outsider