Seedhe Maut – Nanchaku Lyrics

Seedhe Maut Nanchaku Lyrics
Seedhe Maut Nanchaku Lyrics

Seedhe Maut Nanchaku Lyrics, Nanchaku Lyrics by Seedhe Maut

Khokle khoke
Pe kho ke mukhaute
Muu khole
Muh chodi pe kodde
Fir godde pe godde
Phir dabake jotte pe jotte
Yaha Launde re masti me phook
Jai-veeru jode jo likhe vo sholey
Lagadete lode
Jo jyada mu khole
Yaha chante ni tole bas tole hai tole
To le karle agni mehsoos
To aa mere paas aa
Giraja in saanso ke juue ka pasa
Begum tu meri mai hu tera pasha
Vo rakhti hai sheh se mehfooz
Kario na koi harkat
Launde yaha jaate hai marr katt
Katal hai sar pe 66
Lala kya jeena hai darkar?
Aage ka sochke aaj me marr kar
Auro se jalke yaaro me sadkar
Aage ni badhte karke bad bad
Yaha billi nikli hajj par
Nigla use vaha pe ek ajgar
Ucha ni hota koi auro pe chadhkar
Na hi kuch hota hai karam se badhkar
Bachenge baal ni sar par
Vaha launde khade tere ghar par
Yaha mai teri waali ke ghar par
Khelna chahti vo saath me ghar ghar
Vo bole vo padhe ni pyar
Tu bada gawar tu
Ho dono hi anpadh
Mai thama hasi
Fir uga dala scene jaha pehele zameen thi banjar

Paiso se pehle izzat bohot kamaayi thi
Ye kismat nahi likhaayi thi
Yaha Bhare dono kutta harr beat pe maar peet
Aur baju apni beat pe ni dhundta type beat
Ye bethe the jab ghar pe yaha deals uthayi thi
Ye Karo koshish meri toot ti jhai ni
Ye pc ke peeche se dete gaali par aage se mile
Mujhe to fati me bole chootte hi bhai ji
Seekho papa se tameez
Na jaaye koi toe by toe
Mera flow kare taekwondo
Saala hume Jiss venue ne feka bahar
Kara 1 saal baad wahi sold out show
Gaand faad di
Buzzer kara beat maara gaand faad 3 “Kobe”
Nishaana jaise curry bada tapmaan sheesh
Ye 16 padhe bhari tu karna chahta
Baraabri to bar maar tees
Ni to lawde bol pencil
“Uhh pencil”
Papa ko kaise karega cancel
Ye mehnat hai saalo se kari aise ni mitegi bete mere bina waise bhi nahi bethegi mehfil
Jaa le jitna lena tujhe twitter pe action
Tumhaari bakchodi se ni hote ye Bags kamm
Jo comedy kare aur baatein khushi wo jailo me betha dukhi ni maarega kabhi joke offensive
Usne Haath jodd liye
Freedom of speech ki bhi maa chod di hai
Likhne se pehle hi haath modd diye
Inke upar se taapu me Bina parkour kiye poora
Villa lu baju me jaise kaam aur ni hai
Saale jale to gharo me mere ghaas aur bhi hai inhe laga tha thamenge tabhi kaand aur kiye
Lawde bole repetitive mere flow ko jo
Ghoose padhenge do so
Beta Gaand todd di hai
Seedhe maut

Thanda le calm, fir kya bolta maam
Muh pe inke thooku kya, khaya mene pan
Pasand hai aaj bhi woh, lekin woh rand
Naad ko mat lag mere, baat meri maan
Nanchaku ghumata, banda mei khudaka
Har ek jagah ka, Mandal mei pakata
Wait karra, subah ka
Tere liye, rukhata
Kabhi nahi, jhukata
Kya bolta Maam!
Sapna tha, subah ka
Tooka mei, fukhata
Road pe, joint jalata
Call meko, lagata
Underground artist ko kaiku tu dabata
Button nai chabata
Sun meri jaan!
Kapde wo sukhati, mei uska sukhata
Maa ki chut duniya ki, duniya se chupata
Bazaar mei, dikhata
Galti se, seekha tha
Galti to hoyegi bro, mein bhi insaan
Kya bolta pasha, bhot hogayeli nasha
Meko dekh ke tum log ko, aisa kyu laga
Dressing full kattar thi, zhag mag zhaga
Opps la mi zhavnar, sanglyan ni bhaga
Item ko puch Teri, Kal kon laga
Mei chodra tha usku, tu beech me se jaga
Dekha meko asli mei, chaddi mei haga
Pair jara, phaka
Shot mera, pacha
Mere haato se, bacha
Sirf bachkan, ko thasa
Mein kaato pe, chala
Deta teku sala, sala
Tu mujhe se kyu, jala
Heyyyy, avdat nai mala
Bole mene subscribe, kara
Bole meko subscribe, bada
Puch mat kitna, tu pada
Mei sunnra tha, gunna
Chod dal ye bachkan pana
Mere baaju wali, sana
Mera unreleased, gaana!

Hindi
P Town Baby (Pew!)
Matra Bhasha
Get the fuck outta here

Written by; Seedhe Maut