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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