Rap Killa Lyrics English Translation – Karan Aujla | Aujla Szn 1

Naddiyan Naal Gila Karaan Vairiyan Da Hila
Pachhi Kille Pind Ikk Dhaun Vich Kila
Khet Vaunda Sath ‘Te Vajje Chamkila
Munda Look Ton Drippy Jatt Desi Rap Killa

Chakkna Stash Kado’n Phone Kare Dealer
Akkhan Jiddan Laal Utton Asmaan Neela
Pachhi Kille Pind Ikk Dhaun Vich Kila
Look Ton Drippy Jatt Desi Rap Killa

Rap Killa Jatt Godzilla
Sohniye Skin Tone Lagdi Vanilla
Kadhde Aan Kande Jaane Chakkde Ni Feelan
Charche Mohali Mera Ludhiana Zilla
De Laa De Laa Lakk Nu Na Hila
Mittran Naal Pyaar Hoju Akhh Nu Na Mila
Jadte Cookie Main Pech Chhad Deni Gilla Beeba
Yaaran Di Life Jivein Movie A Trailer

Naddiyan Naal Gila Karaan Vairiyan Da Hila
Pachhi Kille Pind Ikk Dhaun Vich Kila
Khet Vaunda Sath ‘Te Vajje Chamkila
Munda Look Ton Drippy Jatt Desi Rap Killa

Chakkna Stash Kado’n Phone Kare Dealer
Akkhan Jiddan Laal Utton Asmaan Neela
Pachhi Kille Pind Ikk Dhaun Vich Kila
Look Ton Drippy Jatt Desi Rap Killa

Who The F#ck Wanna See Us All Them Up Face Them All
Lehar Laggi Payi Aa Poora Heavy Aa Mahaul
Dassa Tainu Gall Ikk Chakkda Si Call
Dass Ki Chahida Main Pugaunda Phira Bol

G#ns Smoke Naal Bane Hot Box
Akkhan Vich Aag Utton Rahe Locks
Mittran De Naah ‘Te High Chalde Aa Stocks
Rabb Di Jagah ‘Te Pahunch Saade Kare Drop

Bade Versus ‘Ch Aage Mere Verse Sune Aujla Naal
Asle Diggi ‘Ch Jo Bhulekhe Paunde Fauj De Aa
Tainu Lagge New Sh#t Kamm Saade Roz De Aa
Saanu Pind Baithiyan Nu Bombay Aale Khojde Aa

Khol De Khazaane Khulle Sim Sim Sim Aa
Meldi Phire Sadkan ‘Te Naagrangi Beamer
Baahle Saau Bande Saanu Lok Kehnde Sinner
Fake Rapperan Dasso I’m A Rap Killa

Har Thaan Mera La Jitthe Kamm Phanse Othe Naun Mera Lai
Check Zor Kar Jaane Teri Saun Mera Lai
Main Ton Door Khari Reh
Mittran ‘Ch Nasha Teri Akh Chadi Lai

Jatt Boht Badi Shai
Wadde Saale Bailiyan Di Todi Adi Lai
Mucch Muri Khari Lai
Ghora Dabb ‘Te Kile Naa Ohde Ghori Khari Lai
Dass Kidar Nu Jaana Tu Gaddi Muri Khari Lai

Pata Karna Ki Saade Baare Aape Das Dinne Aan
Kade Asla Kade Huraan Kade Hassi Hass Dinne Aan
Inna Naale Mar Jaande Vairi
Hor Ki Khara Marna Chah Kaidi

Hor Ki Thalle Kaar Piri Rang Jeri
Hor Ki Chahida Nahi Hor Kujh Duniya Machaun Layi
Duniya Hilaun Layi Dowein Hi Bathere Aan
Saade Ton Tagde Das Saanu Kehde Aa

Number-An De Naal Saaddi Age Na Tu Naapi
Asle Da Hausla Te Rabb Danda Thapi
Ban-Na Aazaad Ja Scheme Na Koi Lagge
Likh Ke Vi Dedan Taan Vi Honi Nahiyo Copy

Asool Kivein Jaau Das Vikk Mittran Da
Zile Lehnde Lehnde Ikko Pind Mittran Da
Jo Kama Leya Oh Khaa Leya Jo Dekheya Oh Paa Leya
Mittran Ne Duniya Nu Puchh Ke Nahi Saah Leya

Bheed Muhre Dil Saade Jiggar Dikhde Aa
Pairaan Thalle Mittran De Baddal Dikhde Aa
Putthe Hath Naal Likhan Jo Sense Ban Jaave
Jitthe Pair Paavan Situation Tense Ban Jaave

Big Killa No Filla Tera Yaar Aa Gorilla
Dollar Udaate Navi Lai Layi Rich Miller
Jinne O Ji Naal Saare Bailey Ne Still
Rap Scene Mittran De Modde Bane Pillar

Naddiyan Naal Gila Karaan Vairiyan Da Hila
Pachhi Kille Pind Ikk Dhaun Vich Kila
Khet Vaunda Sath ‘Te Vajje Chamkila
Munda Look Ton Drippy Jatt Desi Rap Killa

Chakkna Stash Kado’n Phone Kare Dealer
Akkhan Jiddan Laal Utton Asmaan Neela
Pachhi Kille Pind Ikk Dhaun Vich Kila
Look Ton Drippy Jatt Desi Rap Killa

I have no complaints with girls; I just shake my enemies to their core.
I have twenty-five acres in the village and unshakable pride in my neck.
I plough the fields while Chamkila’s songs play at the village gathering.
This guy looks stylish, a desi Jatt and a master of rap.

When the dealer calls, it’s time to pick up the stash.
My eyes stay blood-red beneath the clear blue sky.
I have twenty-five acres in the village and unshakable pride in my neck.
Stylish in appearance, a desi Jatt and a master of rap.

A rap master, a Jatt like Godzilla.
Beautiful, your skin tone looks sweet like vanilla.
We remove every obstacle and don’t carry any false ego.
I’m talked about in Mohali, while Ludhiana is my district.

Keep moving to the rhythm, don’t stop swaying your waist.
Don’t meet my eyes, or you’ll fall in love with me.
Once I start something, I leave no room for complaints, baby.
My brothers’ lives are like a movie trailer.

I have no complaints with girls; I just shake my enemies to their core.
I have twenty-five acres in the village and unshakable pride in my neck.
I plough the fields while Chamkila’s songs play at the village gathering.
This guy looks stylish, a desi Jatt and a master of rap.

When the dealer calls, it’s time to pick up the stash.
My eyes stay blood-red beneath the clear blue sky.
I have twenty-five acres in the village and unshakable pride in my neck.
Stylish in appearance, a desi Jatt and a master of rap.

Who the hell wants to face us? Bring them all, I’ll face them all.
We’re riding the wave, and the whole atmosphere is intense.
Let me tell you something, there was a time when I used to answer everyone’s calls.
Tell me what you need; I’ll keep fulfilling every promise I make.

The heavy smoke from the g#ns turns the whole atmosphere into a hotbox.
There’s fire in my eyes, while my hair stays neatly styled.
Stocks rise high in the market on my name.
We’ve reached the heights, and keep dropping one hit after another.

Many came looking for a battle until they heard my verses alongside Aujla.
There’s so much gear in the car’s trunk that it could be mistaken for an entire army’s supplies.
You may think this is something new, but it’s our everyday work.
I sit in my village while people from Bombay come looking for me.

Open the treasures; it’s an “open sesame” kind of situation here.
A snake-colored Beamer glides along the streets.
We’re very simple and honest people, but people call us sinners.
Tell those fake rappers that I’m the real master of rap.

Give my name wherever your work gets stuck.
Test my strength if you want, my dear, I swear by it.
Just keep your distance from me.
There’s an intoxication in me, while your eyes are filled with their own allure.

This Jatt is a big deal.
I’ve broken the pride of many powerful rivals.
My moustache stays proudly raised.
There’s a weapon at my waist and a prized mare standing at my fort.

Just tell me where you want to go; my ride is ready.
Why search for information about us? We tell you ourselves.
Sometimes weapons, sometimes beautiful women, and sometimes we simply laugh it off.
My enemies burn up just seeing all this,

What more could possibly be a deadly blow for those poor souls?
What more do I need? I have a magnificent yellow car.
What more do I need? Nothing else is required to make waves in the world.
The two of us are more than enough to shake up the whole world.

Tell me, who here is stronger than us?
Don’t measure my experience simply by the number of years I’ve lived.
My courage comes from my strength, and God has His hand over my head.
No scheme can take away my freedom.

Even if I write it down for you, it still cannot be copied.
Tell me, how could this man’s principles ever be sold?
Across the whole district, there’s only one village that belongs to my people.
Whatever I earned, I enjoyed; whatever I desired, I achieved.

I have never asked the world for permission even to breathe.
In front of the crowd, my heart and courage are clearly visible.
You can see the clouds beneath my feet.
Even when I write with the wrong hand, it still makes perfect sense.

Wherever I step, the situation immediately becomes tense.
No fake show, your guy is a real powerhouse, a gorilla.
I spent dollars and bought a new Richard Mille watch.
All those old and genuine friends are still my brothers.

The whole rap scene stands like pillars on my shoulders.
I attract girls and shake my enemies to their core.
I have twenty-five acres in the village and unmatched pride in my stride.
While ploughing the fields, Chamkila’s songs play at the village gathering.

I look stylish, a true desi Jatt and a master of rap.
When the supplier calls, it’s time to pick up the stash.
My eyes stay red beneath the clear blue sky.
I have twenty-five acres in the village and unmatched pride in my stride.

I look stylish, a true desi Jatt and a master of rap.