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We Rollin Lyrics in English (Translation) - Shubh

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 We Rollin Lyrics in English (Translation) - Shubh is Recently Released Punjabi song with music given by Kaptaan And written by Thatjxtt.

We Rollin Lyrics in English - Shubh


SONG DETAILS :

Track: We Rollin
Artist: Shubh
Lyrics: TharJxtt

Disclaimer: It is important to note that the song's lyrics promote violence and glorify illegal activities. This analysis does not endorse or condone the actions described in the song.

The song "Mere Dubb 32 Bore Thalle Kaali Car Ae" by Shubh portrays a violent and aggressive persona who flaunts his wealth, weapons, and gang affiliation.

We Rollin Lyrics in English (Translation) - Shubh 


Mere Dabb 32Bore Thalle Kaali Car Ae (x4)

32-bore gun in my pocket and black car under me (x4)

Baithe Car vich mere chunve jehe Yaar ae Ni
ae vadd Khan painde pange Jaan Jaan lainde
Asi baitheya bathaya bande uthan nahi dinde

In my car, chosen friends are sitting
They are always ready to fight; they
deliberately mess with others
We don’t let the other person get up

Lainde Minute to Minute Patt na tu Hass balliye
Keda karda ae tang mainu dass balliye
Sade matter ch aaundi na police balliye
Keda karda ae tang mainu dass balliye

They beat them in minutes; don’t you laugh girl
Who is troubling you, tell me, girl
Police do not come in our matters, girl
Who is troubling you, tell me, girl

Jatt gang nahi banaunde , Gang’an Run karde
Weapon rakhe aa charde toh charde
Jithe chalde rakane puri lehar fad de
Bande jigre wale aa sade naal khad de.

These boys do not make gangs,
they run the gangs (are the leaders of the gang)
They have the best of the best weapons 
Where they walk girl, they make others follow them
Courageous boys stand along with me

Ni Din talde hi hoje shuru din balliye
Kinne takk ne pinde te naa tu gin balliye
Hoya Vailpuna karde nu chir balliye
Mint lagda ni khol deiye sir balliye

At evening my day starts, girl
How many scratches are there on my body, don’t you count girl
It’s long time, I’ve been violent, girl
It does not take a minute I open their heads, girl (beat them up)

Sir parche bathere bukde aa yaar de
Kaale sheeshe aa karaye billo kali Car de
Janda dass ke jado vi jatt jaave maar te
Khed makaiye jhatt pehli saar te

Many cases are on me, I am facing them
Mirrors are tinted black, girl, of black car
He informs before reaching, whenever boy goes for beating
We finish the game in the beginning only

Tatte chalde ne mudda toh jatta de putt ni
Shehar tere bhave sada naam puchh layi
Naa chalda ae top ute tera yaar ae
Utto mode naal moda jod khade yaar ae

From starting they are hot-headed, sons of Jatt
You can ask my name in your city
Myname works, your friend is on top
On over that shoulder to shoulder his friends are standing with him

Mere Dabb 32Bore Thalle Kaali Car Ae(x4)

32-bore gun in my pocket and black car under me (x4)

Ni eh bann ke Panda Ne tere ghumde aa shehar
Pair patt de aa jithe othe painda dise Vair
Vair shaunk naal pogde aa putt jatt de
Teri soch nalo nivi Yaar gaddi rakhde

Covering his face, he moves in your city
Wherever he steps, he creates enemies
With interest he beats his enemies, the son of Jatt
Lower than your thinking, he keeps his car

Ni gaddi Chamkadi poori utto rim chamke
Center ch disda rumaal lamke
Pattu turde aa shadak peyo di mann ke
Asi thok de ni banda kadi time ban ke

Car is shining, its rim is also shining
In the centre the handkerchief is seen hanging
The boy walks on the road assuming it his dad’s road
I never schedule the time to beat any person

Ni banda dhak laine aa gharo chak laine aa
Billo akh laal rakhi , padh akh laine aa
Ni fer shaq painde aa je koi karda gaddari
Saade naal putt vair naale yaari dove madi

I trap the person, kidnap him from his house
Girl, I have red eyes, I can read the eyes (understand their intentions)
I get suspicious, if someone betrays me
With me son, enmity and friendship both are bad

Maadi karde aa rajj ke je aayi utte aaye
Udd de parinde kinne fad ke bithaye
Mor’an waang ne nachaye kamm aar paar ae
Seat utte bande khani na koi baithi naar ae

I do bad to others if it comes on my pride
Flying birds, how many I have grabbed and made them sit down
I made them dance like peacock, my work is through-n-through
Gun is on the other seat, not any girl is sitting along with me

Mere Dabb 32Bore Thalle Kaali Car Ae(x4)

32-bore gun in my pocket and black car under me (x4)




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