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GOAT – Lyrics Meaning in Hindi – AP Dhillon, Gurinder Gill

Gayak: AP Dhillon, Gurinder Gill
Sangeetkaar: Money Musik
Geetkaar: Rajan Lahoriya

Money Musik!

Oh Choti Umar Ton Jehde Rakhe Aa Ni Paal
Door Tak Shonk Jane Mitraan De Naal
Old Ne Weapon Te Old Vichaar
Reejhan Naal Rakheya Sambhal Sohniye

Choti umar se jisko paal rakha hai
Voh shaunk door tak jayenge hamaare sath
Poorane hai hathiyaar aur poorane vichaar hai
Reejh ke sath sambhal kar rakha hai, ladki

Classy Ji Drip Naal Weep De Shaukeen
Khule Aa Subaah Billo Khuli Aa Zameen
Naa Neeta Vich Khot Jatt De
Bhare Pocket’a Ch Note Jatt De Goriye

Drip classy hai aur gaddiyon ka shuank hai
Svabhaav khulla hai aur khulli hi zameen hai, ladki
Neeyat me khot nahi hai hamaare
Jeb me paise bhare hue hai hamaare, ladki

Ni Yaar Velly Goat Jatt De
Ho Athre Aa Shaunk Jatt De
Ni Weapon’a Load Jatt De
Oh Bola Vich Rohb Jatt De Goriye (x2)

Mere dost GOAT hai
Mere shaunk thode alag hai
Mere hathiyaar bhare rehte hai
Mere shabadhon me raubh hai, ladki (x2)

Cheenian Di Jodi Naal Godhiyan Ne Char
Ramangatan Raffle Naal Khedde Shikaar
Lagdi Aa Khuli Fer Bet Sohniye
Cheej Dil Nu Jo Lage
Jhatt Jeet Lende Yaar

Cheeniyon ki jodi ke sath 4 ghodiyan hai
Remington rifles ke sath hum shikaar khelte hai
Fir khulla satta lagta hai, ladki
Joh cheez dil ko pasand aa jati hai
Kuch hi pal me usko jeet lete hai

Thaar Denda Hikkan Neele Ford Da Farata
Alhada Kuwariyan Bhi Lendiya Ne Jhaka
Patte Nahio Jane Thode Jiddi Touch De
Ankh Laal Tola Nagni Bhi Chakde Goriye

Neele ford ki awaaz rahat ka ehsaas deti hai
Kuwari ladkiyan bhi dekhti hai
Hum patte nahi jayenge, hum thode ziddi hai
Aankhein laal hai tola nagni ka bhi kha lete hai, ladki

Ni Yaar Velly Goat Jatt De
Ho Athre Aa Shaunk Jatt De
Ni Weapon’a Load Jatt De
Oh Bola Vich Rohb Jatt De Goriye (x2)

Mere dost GOAT hai
Mere shaunk thode alag hai
Mere hathiyaar bhare rehte hai
Mere shabadhon me raubh hai, ladki (x2)

Oh Dil De Fakeer Sahi Vajda Gharana
East To West Bole Sada Sarnaava
Man Marji Da Jehda Ohnu Aa Salah
Maan Lo Bhara Naal Kuch Vi Nahi Jana

Dil ke fakeer hai shahi khaan-daan ke hai
Poorv se pashchim tak hamaara naam bolta hai
Joh man marji ka maalik hai uske liye ek salah hai
Jee lo jee bhar ke kuch bhi sath lekar nahi jaana hai

Oh Paunde Sidhe Raah Lagde
Lahoriye De Geet Vajde
Oh Goalna Asool Jag Te
Oh Chadhde Nu Lok Dakde Goriye

Lagta hai seedhe raaste chal rahe hai
Lahoriye ke gaane bajh rahe hai
Lambhi lambhi fenkna assol hai duniya ka
Voh chadhte hue ko neeche keechte hai, ladki

Ni Yaar Velly Goat Jatt De
Ho Athre Aa Shaunk Jatt De
Ni Weapon’a Load Jatt De
Oh Bola Vich Rohb Jatt De Goriye (x2)

Mere dost GOAT hai
Mere shaunk thode alag hai
Mere hathiyaar bhare rehte hai
Mere shabadhon me raubh hai, ladki (x2)

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