Paroles et traduction Gur Sidhu - Gabru

Gabru

Gur Sidhu Music

Ho kannak banni je rang da munda
Dil to pura kora ni
Nefe naal jo bhaneya jatt de
14 Lakh da ghoda ni

Gaddi rakhi kaali balliye
Wheel crome′aa ali balliye
Nukkre teene haal diye
Ik Staffordshire da joda ni

Munda vekhan aali cheez kude
Daimond da ae peice kude
Funky jeha attire jatt da
Gallan kare sweet kude
Gallan kare sweet kude

Ni gabru o born tu fly balliye
Ni gabru ne repo rakhi high balliye
Ni gabru ni nature o spy balliye
Ni gabru, ni gabru, ni gabru

Ho shailby warge munde utte
Naara laundiya bet kude
Mind de vich determination
Aim goal ae set kude

Kade Italy te kade Russ kude
Lifestyle ae loose kude
Yaar vair te car'an nu
Marzi na karda choose kude
Marzi na karda choose kude

Ho ni gabru gallan ton na mean balliye
Ni gabru o naara da dream balliye
Ni gabru shakeeni picho weak balliye
Ni gabru, ni gabru, ni gabru

Ho chade saroor ni teen age da
Te pagg sikdi aa chaal billo

Harman Harman Harman ni
Modde te rakhda kaal billo
Modde te rakhda kaal billo

Ho just gaya Sangrur kude
Khoon de vich garoor kude
Jealousy hate te ego balliye
Teeno cheeja door kude

Ni gabru nu shuk billo mehnge phone da
Ni gabru ni thoda thoda rough tone da
Ni gabru ni picho malwe de zone da ni
Ni gabru, ni gabru, ni gabru

Stud

Gur Sidhu Music

Oh, you with the golden complexion
I'm head over heels for you
I've heard the whispers about the stud
The one with the four-wheeled ride

Your black wheels shining bright
Your chrome rims gleaming
Your three-piece suit unmatched
Your Staffordshire bull terrier, a true sight

The girls all stare when you walk by
Your diamond piece catching their eye
Your funky attire, your confident stride
Your sweet words, a melody
Your sweet words, a melody

Oh stud, you were born to fly
You keep your reputation high
You're a natural born spy
Oh stud, stud, stud

Oh, the girls adore you, my friend
They bet on who will win your heart
Your mind is set on determination
Your goals are your target

From Italy to Russia, you roam
Your lifestyle is a dream
Your enemies and friends alike
You choose not to scheme
You choose not to scheme

Oh stud, you're not afraid to speak your mind
You're a dream come true
You're a fierce protector, but deep down, you're a sweetie
Oh stud, stud, stud

Oh, you're filled with youthful exuberance
And your swagger is undeniable

Harman, Harman, Harman
You're the master of your game
You're the master of your game

Oh, you just arrived in Sangrur
Your blood boils with pride
Jealousy, hate, and ego
You keep them far away

Oh stud, you have a knack for expensive phones
You have a slightly rough tone
You're from the Malwa region
Oh stud, stud, stud