Текст и перевод песни Seronke - Velli
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Gaddi
200
te
400
ya
Highway,
Panga
lae
layi
na
kabbe
mere
bai
oe
My
car
goes
200
to
400
on
the
highway,
I
never
get
into
fights
with
my
boys,
babe
Mere
naal
beef
ban
na
shudai
oe,
tere
geet
saare
fukri
de
vive
Don't
try
to
beef
with
me,
your
songs
are
all
garbage
Main
ya
rap
naal
yaari
gudhi
paayi
oe,
Likhan
taras
ke
karan
na
kamai
oe
I
found
my
true
calling
in
rap,
I
earn
a
living
writing
with
passion
Jatta
mann
nu
tu
thoda
smajhai
oe,
Aeven
foka
ban
ek
na
vik
jaayin
oe
Try
to
understand
my
heart
a
little,
even
if
I
become
a
nobody,
I
won't
give
up
Velli
jaan
da
main
bande
bade,
Kaule
utton
ni
main
chakdan
ghadhe
I'm
a
big
dude
with
money,
I
stack
my
bills
like
bricks
Dhakk
payi
jaana
paayi
jaana
baazi,
saade
mureh
keda
aanke
khade
I'm
in
the
game,
I'm
winning,
our
faces
are
on
the
front
lines
Weak
jatt
na
tu
jaan
lai
kade,
laake
moda
naal
yaar
ne
khadhe
You'll
never
know
a
true
gangster,
they
stand
side
by
side
with
their
friends
Mehr
baabe
di
ya
kirpa
ch
raaji,
o
na
bhaalde
jo
bhaalde
bade
I'm
grateful
for
my
father's
blessings,
they
don't
respect
those
who
are
respected
Aena
loka
khaane
gal
payi
virka
oe,
jere
gaane
naam
sunde
ne
jhidhkan
oe
Those
people
will
eat
shit,
their
names
are
the
ones
that
give
you
chills
Thodhi
sikhya
samajh
deni
bandi
a,
unj
rap
de
tan
raaje
ne
bade
It
takes
a
little
knowledge
to
understand,
rap
kings
are
respected
Meri
kalam
v
rakhdi
a
bidkan
oe,
aeh
tikhi
talwaar
laade
chilkan
oe
My
pen
is
sharp,
it's
a
loaded
blade
Jatt
soch
de
sunehri
hikk
tandi
a,
Kaate
kaate
gal
khaane
na
vadhe
The
golden
chain
of
my
thoughts
is
strong,
don't
bite
off
more
than
you
can
chew
Gaddi
200
te
400
ya
Highway,
Panga
lae
layi
na
kabbe
mere
bai
oe
My
car
goes
200
to
400
on
the
highway,
I
never
get
into
fights
with
my
boys,
babe
Mere
naal
beef
ban
na
shudai
oe,
tere
geet
saare
fukri
de
vive
Don't
try
to
beef
with
me,
your
songs
are
all
garbage
Main
ya
rap
naal
yaari
gudhi
paayi
oe,
Likhan
taras
ke
karan
na
kamai
oe
I
found
my
true
calling
in
rap,
I
earn
a
living
writing
with
passion
Jatta
mann
nu
tu
thoda
smajhai
oe,
Aeven
foka
ban
ek
na
vik
jaayin
oe
Try
to
understand
my
heart
a
little,
even
if
I
become
a
nobody,
I
won't
give
up
Saali
fake
fad
maardi
a
dunia
badi,
asi
fukre
ni
thlyon
langhaaye
hoe
ne
The
world
is
full
of
fake
facades,
those
fools
are
outmatched
by
us
Bade
geetkaaran
bak
bak
dunia
bhari,
mere
hiphop
sir
jahe
ghumaye
hoe
ne
There
are
a
lot
of
wannabe
singers,
but
my
hip-hop
is
at
the
top
of
its
game
Foka
fadh
na
main
maarda
na
maardan
tadi
I
don't
fall
for
their
BS
Bade
bhutreyan
sahna
nath
paaye
hoe
ne
They
couldn't
handle
the
real
ones
Beat
bandeya
saar
rap
laadavan
jhadhi,
process
success
de
chalaye
hoye
ne
The
rhythm's
pumping,
the
rap's
flowing,
the
process
is
on
track
to
success
Velli
jaan
da
main
bande
bade,
Kaule
utton
ni
main
chakdan
ghadhe
I'm
a
big
dude
with
money,
I
stack
my
bills
like
bricks
Dhakk
payi
jaana
paayi
jaana
baazi,
saade
mureh
keda
aanke
khade
I'm
in
the
game,
I'm
winning,
our
faces
are
on
the
front
lines
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