Grk Music - Zulu
Grk Music - Zulu доступна для скачивания в MP3 качестве 320 kbps:
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- Размер: 7.9 MB
- Длительность: 03:26
- Качество: 320 kbps
- Дата релиза: 25.06.2026
Текст песни:
Girl, sunshine on the way
Nah fam, that's a myth round
Neighbours grey skies, Zulu gang runnin' s*it
This gang's in a whip, up boys gettin' dipped
Zulu, one that means we don't slip, we just
Girl, sunshine on the way
Nah fam, that's a myth round
Neighbours grey skies, Zulu gang runnin' s*it
This gang's in a whip, this gang's in a whip
We bring thunder to the ship, rap, tap, tap
Girl, sunshine on the way
Nah fam, that's a myth round
No disgrace, guys, Zulu gang running s*it
This gang's in the whip, my boy's getting dipped
Zulu, one of the mains, we don't sit, we just grip
Sunshine on the way, all out of that chat
We bring thunder to the strip, rap, tap, tap, tap
Zulu's in the end, that's a certified pack
If the session ever comes, be taxed at two facts
Pull up in a dinger, blacked out, no plates
Man, them right back
We'll be right back
We'll be right back
We'll be right back
We'll be right back
Now we bring thunder to the street, rap
All those in the end, that's a song
We talk, talk, we work
We talk, you next week
Don't shine on the way, now if I mess a myth round
If it's grey skies and we're gang running s*it
This gang's in a wave, up boys getting dibs
Zulu on the maze, we don't slip, we just grip
Sunshine on the way, oh oh loud that chat
We bring thunder to the strip, rap, tap, tap, tap
Zulu's in the ends, that's a certified pack
If the sunshine ever comes, we tax that, true facts
Brixton Hill to Angel Town, we on B-side
Zed's up when we glide, no need to verbalize
Don't mind what's trashed
Paul come take us right to in his chest
Now I'm his boy, can't respond, he died
Pugs on a M-Wade, doin' one-two-five
Food lines cleaner than the lies that I can't provide
We turn past the perfect time for the eyes
Zulu chains swingin' heavy, that's a problem, mill on the guys
No face, no case, balaclavas season
If feds pull us, no comment, that's the reason
Sunshine on the way, maybe in another lifetime
Till then it's Zulu Gang, God, there's a long night's
G, there's a long night's
Oh, nasty, yeah
This is so nasty, oh, nasty, yeah
This is so nasty, oh, nasty, yeah
This is so nasty, oh, nasty, yeah
This is so nasty, oh, nasty, yeah
This is
Nah fam, that's a myth round
Neighbours grey skies, Zulu gang runnin' s*it
This gang's in a whip, up boys gettin' dipped
Zulu, one that means we don't slip, we just
Girl, sunshine on the way
Nah fam, that's a myth round
Neighbours grey skies, Zulu gang runnin' s*it
This gang's in a whip, this gang's in a whip
We bring thunder to the ship, rap, tap, tap
Girl, sunshine on the way
Nah fam, that's a myth round
No disgrace, guys, Zulu gang running s*it
This gang's in the whip, my boy's getting dipped
Zulu, one of the mains, we don't sit, we just grip
Sunshine on the way, all out of that chat
We bring thunder to the strip, rap, tap, tap, tap
Zulu's in the end, that's a certified pack
If the session ever comes, be taxed at two facts
Pull up in a dinger, blacked out, no plates
Man, them right back
We'll be right back
We'll be right back
We'll be right back
We'll be right back
Now we bring thunder to the street, rap
All those in the end, that's a song
We talk, talk, we work
We talk, you next week
Don't shine on the way, now if I mess a myth round
If it's grey skies and we're gang running s*it
This gang's in a wave, up boys getting dibs
Zulu on the maze, we don't slip, we just grip
Sunshine on the way, oh oh loud that chat
We bring thunder to the strip, rap, tap, tap, tap
Zulu's in the ends, that's a certified pack
If the sunshine ever comes, we tax that, true facts
Brixton Hill to Angel Town, we on B-side
Zed's up when we glide, no need to verbalize
Don't mind what's trashed
Paul come take us right to in his chest
Now I'm his boy, can't respond, he died
Pugs on a M-Wade, doin' one-two-five
Food lines cleaner than the lies that I can't provide
We turn past the perfect time for the eyes
Zulu chains swingin' heavy, that's a problem, mill on the guys
No face, no case, balaclavas season
If feds pull us, no comment, that's the reason
Sunshine on the way, maybe in another lifetime
Till then it's Zulu Gang, God, there's a long night's
G, there's a long night's
Oh, nasty, yeah
This is so nasty, oh, nasty, yeah
This is so nasty, oh, nasty, yeah
This is so nasty, oh, nasty, yeah
This is so nasty, oh, nasty, yeah
This is
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