Aaye Nah (feat. Priyanshi Rawat) - Mayank Sharma & Asteller

E-40 Charlie Hustle: The Blueprint Of A Self-made Millionaire Gangsterous Chorus: d-shot, e-40 We gangsterous, we gangsterous (gangsterous) We gangsterous, we gangsterous (gangsterous) We gangsterous, we gangsterous (gangsterous) We gangsterous, we gangsterous (gangsterous) [D-shot] Well let me start again with a stiff chin, go 'head and take one I just begun, to break yo' ass off a lump sum With double (?), i got a (?) in the garage And ready to mob, so get the fuck up out of dodge Before i trip, and slap yo' ass with this new grip One slip of the tongue'll get your monkey ass hung Two lungs is what it takes to inhale the dank And one cap is all it takes to put you in the paint [The mossie] So beware, to stare, in the glare, of this infrared You dread the day we pull out the glock display One way, is what your headed down, we got the pound So bow down, and give me the ball because we on the mound Pitchin heat, finsta treat you to this gangster shit Break a bitch, hog niggaz take a shit Pitchin heat, finsta treat you to this gangster shit Break a bitch, hog niggaz take a shit Chorus [E-40] Wha-da-da-dey, wha-da-da-da-dang Hustlin on the thirteen-hundred block slangin 'caine Call (?) bitch (?) (?) (?) With walkie-talkies and po-po scanners on the lookout for the pigs I make long bread, i brought big cars Everybody know the hustle, it's like i'm a movie star But in the middle of the night, out the mouth they foam Jumpers be knockin on my bedroom window With they cats with they friendly spook on talkin about "Can i borrow some fetti? loan me a dimepiece til the first" And i be like, you mean to tell me yo' uppity ass Ain't got no money in yo' purse? "Nah but i got a bic" a bic? Some dopefiend matches, a little bit of that and she'll suck yo' dick She's a bootch, she fat, she out there bad I promise you somethin proper lil' diva, the devil pleaser The neighborhood head doctor, i give a fuck about a chickenhead cluck I'm tryin to get papered up, i'm gangsterous Chorus [The mossie] We import chickens from the japanese Drop 'em off to the young homies If they come up short, we breakin knees, spines and spleens Killers on the team greated at the age of thirteen By all means makes niggaz buy cream from us Triple beam dreams is a motherfuckin must We slide through in a tough, black expedition truck If a nigga cross game they get ripped and bucked [D-shot] Buck 'em up, lay 'em down nigga, we for the figures If your money bigger, we got yo' head behind the trigger Cough it up nigga, we want the combo to the safe Give it up nigga, before i catch a murder case [The mossie] (?) it up nigga, ain't no survivors so realize it A half a ki, in the trunk is all mine, so penalize it I hit the block, serve a flock of that, good white girl Bust 'em down, bag 'em up and serve the whole damn world We gangsterous Bitches on niggaz, let them think they got game We sent them hoes, them hoes know bob by they name We put the p's in the pimpin, the s in the scandalous I understand that niggaz is quick to trick That's why i supply and deliver If the bitch don't perform, i gotta acquit her Send her to the mall or somethin In the trunk in richmond mall or somethin Chorus [The mossie] Gangsters, hoes down baby Here we come ridin, pullin up in mercedes Steppin through flossin campaignin like the president Straight to v.i.p., we all-american Gangsters, hoes down baby Here we come ridin, pullin up in mercedes Steppin through flossin campaignin like the president Straight to v.i.p., we all-american Chorus

Oh kehndi Mainu Zara bhi nhi karda pyaar Aankhein tu Milla chada tera hi nasha Kaafi arse se hua nhi hai kisi pe yakeen Aake tu thaamle haath mera Kehndi Mainu Zara bhi nhi karda pyaar Aankhein tu Milla chada tera hi nasha Kaafi arse se hua nhi hai kisi pe yakeen Aake tu thaamle haath mera Voh ankho se behta samandar mera Kuch ashko se moti bane bewajah Mai kehta raha, tu aaja yaha Tarashe dill tujhe yuhi har jagah Mai tera hua nhi toh kiska hua Tu kehti rahi ke mai hu bewajah Virana sa lagge mujhe ye samah Tu aaja yahaaaaaaa Ohh baby teri baaton ka ye kaisa hai nasha Mai jau tujhse dur aur tu kheenche waha Jaha mai tu aur ek virana seher Ham baatein bhi karke kyu hai gumshuda Haa Zulfon se bane tere gaane beshumaar Kha gya hame dekh kaisa tera pyaar Pyaar nhi paas mere beyimaaniyan Wafa kyu nibhati ni ho janiyaa Oh kehndi Mainu Zara bhi nhi karda pyaar Aankhein tu Milla chada tera hi nasha Kaafi arse se hua nhi hai kisi pe yakeen Aake tu thaamle haath mera Kehndi Mainu Zara bhi nhi karda pyaar Aankhein tu Milla chada tera hi nasha Kaafi arse se hua nhi hai kisi pe yakeen Aake tu thaamle haath mera

Tu kehti hai Nashe Mai dhut Hai bada Kyu dikhe mujhe Ajj alag Sa yaha Kabhi toh mujhe padhle Ya karle yakeen Teri baaton ka asar yu Mujhpe chada Tu kehti hai Nashe Mai dhut Hai bada Kyu dikhe mujhe Ajj alag Sa yaha Kabhi toh mujhe padhle Ya karle yakeen Teri baaton ka asar yu Mujhpe chada Mai keya chadaya Suroor Teri billi ankh da Right left swipe karke Kabhi Nhi thakta You don't know Mai batameez hu bada Let it go kehti tu mujhko Sikha How you really gonna cope up With the scene Dashboard mai gun with some drugs And caffeine Tainu pata hi nhi kidda Karde eh deal Mainu chadd de Yahi tere piche e police Tu kithe jauni PAJH PAJH mere kol Sharefa nu tu chadd bilo aaja mere kol Lagge tu mainu 32 bore di pistol Te lakk Tera marda udarein YDK Tu kithe jauni PAJH PAJH mere kol Sharefa nu tu chadd bilo aaja mere kol Lagge tu mainu 32 bore di pistol Te lakk Tera marda udarein YDK Cash load out mere Bag Mai abb jagah hi nhi Labanese kare break-fast Shaam ho ya raat tere bin, Meri kat ti nahi Why you sound so unique Baby girl lemme know what you eat Tera husn ka nasha naiyo pls Don't tell me that you just wanna leave Kyuu jaati dur mujhse tu meri jaan Bata mujhe hai Kara maine Aisa Kya gunah Mai band baitha chaar diwari mai yaha Dua karu mai tere liye banu na saza Ohh kehndi how you gonna cope up With the scene Dashboard mai gun with some drugs And caffeine Tainu pata hi nhi kidda Karde eh deal Mainu chadd de Yahi tere piche e police Tu kithe jauni PAJH PAJH mere kol Sharefa nu tu chadd bilo aaja mere kol Lagge tu mainu 32 bore di pistol Te lakk Tera marda udarein YDK Tu kithe jauni PAJH PAJH mere kol Sharefa nu tu chadd bilo aaja mere kol Lagge tu mainu 32 bore di pistol Te lakk Tera marda udarein YDK

Tu (tu) aake dekh le Aazma ke dekhle Mai tera ho chuka Tu kyu deti abb dilaase Apne iss tanha dill ko Na hona gumshuda Teri saari baatein jo unkahi Mai jaanu tu bhi rehti hai gum kahi Jana na tu mujhse dur abhi Tu jaane jaaaaaaa Maine teri khamoshi bhi suni Yaadein teri mujh mai aake basi Tu rehti kyu tanha abb bhi Meri ohhh mahiyaaaaa Tu Aake Dekh Le mujhe Ohhh mahiya Ohhh saathiya Mai tera hua Tu Aake Dekh Le mujhe Ohhh mahiya Ohhh saathiya Mai tera hua Mai tera hua nhi kyu Chal ye to bata de tu Ilzaam lagti kyu Ohh meri jaan Ankhiyaan vi mila le tu Jeene ki wajah de tu Mujhko tadpaati kyu Hunn kol tu aa Teri aankhon me dikhti nami nhi Mere dil me thehri kami rhi Tere aasre pe baithe rhe Teri saadgi bhi gayi nhi Tainu takkan jad na sharmawe tu Bhulaake mujhe aise bhi abb na satana tu Hai dekha saalon ka safar tere sang Nibhaake mera saath mujhe manana tu Tu Aake Dekh Le mujhe Ohhh mahiya Ohhh saathiya Mai tera hua Tu Aake Dekh Le mujhe Ohhh mahiya Ohhh saathiya Mai tera hua