Dollar – Lyrics Meaning in English – Sabi Bhinder
Singer: Sabi Bhinder
Music: The Kidd
Lyrics: Sabi Bhinder
Ni vairiyan de mann’an vich
Mitran layi khot ae
Ni jaayaj te najaayaj ke
Si sir sadde bohat ae
In the hearts of enemies
There is hatred for me
Either right or wrong
There is a lot on my head
Ikko sadda dil
Ho revenge’an naal bharya ni
Kithon tainu aakhda main
Langh a lot ae
There is only one heart
Who is ready to take revenges
How should I tell you?
It is very difficult
Ni Dollar taan bohat ae
Ni time thoda short ae
Ni goli sadde hikk vich
Vajne da doubt ae
There are a lot of dollars
But the time is less
The bullet in my heart
Can be shot
Dilli tak pohnch gayi ni
Jatt di report ae ni
Aase passe ghumde
Policiyan de taught ae
It has reached to Delhi
Report of the boy
They revolve around me
The group of police
Ni change kar deyugi
Sadde baare tere thought ae
Ni gangster life ae
Mashooq saddi bohat ae
Maneya ke teri yeh
Jawani biba hot ae
Ni ashiqui da time nai
Rakaane kaam bohat ae
I will improve,
Your thoughts about me
I have a life of gangster
There are many who love me
I agree
That you are hot
I don’t have time to love
I have lots of work to do
Italian made ni Beretta kole gun ae ni
Jinna chir jeona main karauni dhan dhan ae
Ni 2 kilometer’an ton head dinni bhan ae
Ni dangerous job ae rakaane aunda fun ae
My gun is made from Italy
I want to earn fame before I die
I get warning within 2 kms of my range
My job is dangerous but I love to do it
Ni tere shehar vich
Jehde gundeyan da shor ae
Ni kal de jawaak saale
Saare chindi chor ae
Ik call kardi je tangg koyi karda
Main ehde ehde chhatiyan ch kar dene mor ae
In your city
Where there is noise of other gangster
They are the new born kids
And are thieves
Just call me if anyone disturbs you
I will dig a hole in their chest
Jehdeyan tu fashion di biba gall kardi
Ho saanu saddi mafia allowed nahio kardi
Ni sir te black sada hoodiyan ne hoodiyan
Ni saddi satellite di clip nahio phad’di
The fashion about which you are talking
Our job doesn’t allow it
My head has black hoodie on it
The satellites cannot track us.
Ni on road ghumde Bugatti ‘an te naddiye
Radar sadde rakhde sniper’an te akh ni
150 ton tapde speed jadon jhalliye
Ni dekh kiddan nikle silencer ‘an chon agg ni
I roam on roads in my Bugatti car
Our radar keeps an eye on sniper regularly
When the speed is above 150
Our silencer has tendency to release fire
Ni bulletproof paa ke chest ‘an te jacket ‘an
Ni mere naal karde ailan jehde war da ni
Forehead vichon sidhe kad’da aa shot
Jadon rabb di sonh diggda nishaana tere yaar da
We tend to wear bulletproof vest and jacket
The one who are ready to be at war with me
I shot them with bullet right into the forehead
I swear on God my target is always correct
Ghuggiyan ne karne shikaar kithon sohniye
Ni jithe hone udd de shikari billo baaz ni
Jithe jaake mukdi ae writer ‘an di soch biba
How will the weak hunt
Where the hunters tend to fly
It is where the thoughts of writer stop
Ni Changge Mahde Din Biba Zindagi Da Khed Aa
Ni Man Hoodie Chadd De Na Mard Diler Ni
MMA De Fighter’an De Vangu Jatt Ladd De Ni
Opposite Dekh Na Halaat Hunde Dher Ni
Happy and sad days are part of life
The boy is very strong
The boy fights like MMA writer
Others are scared of me
Ni Giddan Da Jatt Sadde Dil De Close Ae
Ni Change Din Aaun’ge Aa Gabru Nu Hope Ae
Geet’an Di Machine Na Koi Geetan Aali Tope Ae
Ni Diffrent Kalam Ae Diffrent Soch Ae
Giddan (a form of Punjabi dance performed by females) is close to my heart
The boy hopes that the good days will come
There is no machine or a canon of music
My writings and thoughts are different
Ni Dollar Taan Bahot Ae Ni Time Thoda Short Ae
Ni Goli Sadde Hiqq Vich Wajjne Da Doubt Ae
Dilli Tak Pahonch Gayi Ni Jatt Di Report Ae
Ni Aase Passe Ghumde Police’an De Taught Ae
I have so many dollars but I have less time
I have a doubt that I will have bullet shot in my heart
Report of the boy has been sent to delhi
Police vans revolve around me
Ni Dollar Taan Bahot Ae Ni Time Thoda Short Ae
Ni Goli Sadde Hiqq Vich Wajjne Da Doubt Ae
Dilli Tak Pahonch Gayi Ni Jatt Di Report Ae
Ni Aase Passe Ghumde Police’an De Taught Ae
I have so many dollars but I have less time
I have a doubt that I will have bullet shot in my heart
Report of the boy has been sent to delhi
Police vans revolve around me
