East Side Flow Lyrics in english with translation sung by Sidhu Moose Wala Featuring Sunny Malton and music of the new Punjabi song is given by BYG BYRD.
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Song: East Side Flow
Singer: Sidhu Moose Wala
Music: Byg Byrd
Featuring: Sunny Malton
Label: JUKE DOCK
East Side Flow Lyrics in English | With Translation | – Sidhu Moose Wala
Oh sikheya street’an chon
Kitaaba’an vichon padheya ni
Tinka aukaat si
Pahadan naal ladeya ni
Kehnde aa sikhar jehdi
Thaan utte oh khade aa
Jo khichde aa laatan
Kehnde saddi sirron chadheya ni
I learned everything from the streets Do not read in books My position was very weak So i didn't fight the mountains What people call place of goal I stand there They pull my leg and say You have not progressed more than us now
Start botton to kitta
Lahu dolke dihaadi kitte
Apneya kayi mere naal
Vairiyan to maadi kitti
Moore si namolshi par
Khich ke main phaadi kitte
Chhadde sab dogle te
Haaran nal aadi kitte
I started from the ground I work hard My own people with me Worse than the other I was full of troubles But I worked hard and made everything right Barring all bad people Befriended good people
Backbytra de dal hunn
Bit bit chaak de ne
Sunde ne gaane naale
Maade mainu aakhde ne
Wadde thamm chinta ch
Kade show talk ne
Kehnde bhutni gadhaudi
Saddi kal de jawaak ne
Haan ikko time saareyan te
Boleya ae halla
Back stabbing
Now silently see me
Listen to my songs
Call me bad
Many people worry
Talk about me
Tomorrow born baby
Speak upside down about the face
Once upon a time
Shouted
Ghare beh ke, ghare beh ke
Maareya ni gallan x (3)
Don’t just sit at home and talk
Samay te haalatan naal
Laddeya aa kalla
I have fought alone with time and circumstances
Ghare beh ke, ghare beh ke
Maareya ni gallan x (3)
Don’t just sit at home and talk
Meri ae tarakki na
Raas aayi kalakaaran nu
Kujh vairi bane yaaran nu
Kujh pakkeyan pyaran nu
My progress
The rest of the cast didn’t like it
Some enemies become friends
And some love more than heart
Lagda tabahi main
Dimaag to aa bimaaran nu
Kehnde munda eh wrong
Lutti launde sarkaaran nu
Those who are weak in mind
I feel devastated
They say this boy is wrong and
Provoke the government against me
Suno saukhi nahio fame
Gall kaha jo vi dil di ae
Dhamki savere chaah naal
Goli aali mildi ae
Tension na koyi na hi pay di
Na hi bill di ae
Wait rehndi keri goli
Seena mera chiddi ae
Getting famous is not easy
I tell you what is in my heart
Good tea with
Threatens to shoot
There is no money tension
And no bills to pay
Waiting for that bullet
Who will rip my chest
Appan taan vi chaunde up
Kar middle finger’an nu
Moose wala kaun lok
Puchhde aan singer’an nu
Time chale putha
Down vairiyan nu gutha
Wang chakkri kamayi da ae
Waddeya swinger’an nu
We still live
Middle finger upper
Who is the Moose wala
People ask the rest of the singers
My enemies time
Running upside down
Rotates upside down like a circle
Who think themselves faster
Lok fame pichhe ae
Na chhadde mera palla
People are behind earning a name
So don’t leave me
Ghare beh ke, ghare beh ke
Maareya ni gallan x (3)
Don’t just sit at home and talk
Samay te haalatan naal
Laddeya aa kalla
I have fought alone with time and circumstances
Ghare beh ke, ghare beh ke
Maareya ni gallan x (3)
Don’t just sit at home and talk
Kade kitta ni trust pichhe
Naaran te kayi caran mere
Paayi mainu suttne nu
Challi sigi yaaran mere
Lokan layi thode par
Warge hazaran mere
Charge jihna te oho
11 de ne 11 mere
Never trust
There are many girls and cars behind me
To knock me down
My friends have done tricks
People are low in count
But for me it is worth thousands
Lagda kaiyan nu ke aa
Studio gangster type mere
Baah te si goli vajji
Paayi ni snap main
Pattiyan dikha ke lok
Kitte ni attach main
Nai hawa ch yakeen
Thoda old school batch main
Many people think that I am only in the studio
I feel like a gangster singing
I was shot on my arm
But i didn’t put her snapchat
Showing injuries
Did not attach people
I am old thoughts
I don’t trust to pretend
Singing mera dhanda nai
Bolda jo sach ohda
Hunda kade manda nai
Dil da nai maada te
Vicharan vich ganda nai
F#$* off go to hell
Main industry da banda nai
All that is given by god
Singing is not my business
Who speak the truth
It never gets bad
No i’m bad of heart
No my thoughts are dirty
Fuck all
I don’t belong to this industry
Wakhne oh raaste
Main jihna utte chala
Those paths are different
The ones i run
Ghare beh ke, ghare beh ke
Maareya ni gallan x (3)
Don’t just sit at home and talk
Samay te haalatan naal
Laddeya aa kalla
I have fought alone with time and circumstances
Ghare beh ke, ghare beh ke
Maareya ni gallan x (3)
Don’t just sit at home and talk
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