Paroles et traduction AHSAN feat. BAIG & Hashim Nawaz - Karanti

Karanti

Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Aye yeah yeah
Yeah yeah

Hustle ky 4 din Chahiye ab shaanti
Bhai tera hiphop main laya karanti
Larky ye chutiya larky ye laanti
Nanga main studio main feel like im gandhi
Larky ab bach bach bach
Teri na sunni ab kisi ny khach
Larky hum beaton sy krty hain lunch
Larky hum kr dy gy teri ab ganj
Niklo bahar hun gharan to
Marni chapairaan
Beatan ty mic nu ditta main ragra
Hashim bhai dsso aena nu kon tagra
Scene che nai unity khra main wakhra
Takra nai Paa G to bad jera hun sambhaly hip hop di train
Lagna nai aena da visa main lana wa cheza ay mundy ny lame
Jordan tu pehny par fake wo
Loyalty nahi yahan saary ay snake bro
Juicy juicy katty Pineapple cake bro
Fake streams ja ky reach to dekh bro
Hum krty nai gaano main baatain illegal
Hum qalam sy kagaz pe dabaty trigger
Main khany ky sath jaani khata nai pickle
King of ma city i run this shit jiggar
Maine seekha waqt sy
Asli haq sy
Hustle ky to badly rab dy
Likhta khat mai
Yaar mery deeni dars dain
Khud sy larky
Bhai main to ghr sy door
Likhra gaany kab sy

O gallaan te kardey barhery par
Aena di sunni nai gal
We sitting on top of this game
Ye laundy bs krty nakal
Gallaan te kardey barhery par
Aena di sunni nai gal
We sitting on top of this game
Ye laundy bs krty nakal

Standback tera Bhai Karne laga rap
Jata Mera gala beth
Ata nahi mjhe Chen
Zamaanay ki baaton mein na aana
Ye zamana kehna lagay jadon samajh Lena wo us vele gallaan yehn
Tera Mera time alag
Style alag
Jigarr apni vibe badal
Aa dono barhaen qadam
Chalaen Kalam
Dikhaen rakam
Chupaen zakham
Aik hi circle k lagaen chakar
Mera wajood khuli kitaab kabhi na Kia bluff
Lagun tujhe mein kia
Mein nahi deta fuck
Dharkanein Dillon ki Yahan pe tham jaani
Jaanay saaray saari baatein lekin
Badlein ge ye kab ye gana sharam aur haya se baahir
Jitna sitam hota utna hota nahi zaahir
Kitnay milansaar mein aur Tum ye nahi waazeh
Jo mera giray taaj denge ye kia mjhe waapas
Mein to apnay mukhaalif
Aur isi baat se anjaan ye, K
Apni Anna k ghulaam ye, Mein
Jo kabhi hassun Teri baat pe
Tou, tu samajh Lena wo jawaab hai
Thora gharoor thora qasoor tha Mera
Tabhi to badlay puraanay mein ne asool
Tha mein Akela jitna bhi Mila wo kia qabool
Zamaanay k andaaz hein badlay par hai Wohi Junoon
Bila waja karta hoslay buland dukaanon ko band
Hazaaron mein hum do chaar londay miltay hein chand
Bad boys twaaday likhtay hein verse to sunta hai jag
Mein aanay wala Kal lekin apnay kat te na pal
Yoo

O gallaan te kardey barhery par
Aena di sunni nai gal
We sitting on top of this game
Ye laundy bs krty nakal
Gallaan te kardey barhery par
Aena di sunni nai gal
We sitting on top of this game
Ye laundy bs krty nakal

Quarantine

Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Aye yeah yeah
Yeah yeah

Hustle for 4 days, I need some peace now
Brother, your hip-hop brought me quarantine
These are stupid boys, these are useless boys
I'm naked in the studio, I feel like Gandhi
Boys, now back off, back off, back off
No one is listening to you anymore
Boys, we have beats for lunch
Boys, we're going to take your marijuana
Get out of the way, I'm a gangster
I'll kill you with a slap
I gave the beats and the mic my rage
Hashim bhai, tell me, who's tougher?
There's no unity in the scene, I'm different
Takra won't go away, so I'm the one who's taking over hip hop
I'm not going to get a visa, I'm bringing the stuff, you're lame, man
You wear Jordan, but they're fake
There's no loyalty here, you're all snakes, bro
Juicy, juicy, cut the pineapple cake, bro
Fake streams, just look at the reach, bro
We don't talk about illegal things in our songs
We press the trigger with pen and paper
I don't eat pickles with my food
King of my city, I run this shit, motherfucker
I learned from time
With real truth
Hustling so hard for God's grace
I write letters
My friends give me religious lessons
By myself, boys
Brother, I'm far from home
I've been writing songs for a long time

You talk big, but
No one listens to you
We're sitting on top of this game
These rappers are just copycats
You talk big, but
No one listens to you
We're sitting on top of this game
These rappers are just copycats

Stand back, your brother's here to rap
My throat is getting hoarse
I can't find peace
Don't fall for the gossip
When the world starts talking, that's when you know it's time to go
Your time and my time are different
Our styles are different
Jigarr, change your vibe
Let's both step forward
Let's write poetry
Let's show our numbers
Let's hide our wounds
We're going around in circles in the same group
My existence is an open book, I've never bluffed
What do you think of me?
I don't give a fuck
Our hearts stop beating here
You know all about it, but
When will this change? This song is shameless and indecent
The more tyranny there is, the less it is revealed
How friendly are you and me? It's not clear
If my crown falls, will you give it back to me?
I'm against myself
And I don't know it, K
I'm a slave to my ego, I
If I ever laugh at you
Well, you know it's an answer
I was a little proud, a little guilty
That's why I changed my old principles
I was alone, I accepted whatever I got
The world's styles have changed, but I have the same passion
I lock down the stores for no reason
Two out of thousands of us are like the moon and the stars
Bad boys write verses, the world listens
I'm the future, but my time is slipping away
Yoo

You talk big, but
No one listens to you
We're sitting on top of this game
These rappers are just copycats
You talk big, but
No one listens to you
We're sitting on top of this game
These rappers are just copycats