315 Lyrics English Translation – Ap Dhillon | Shinda Kahlon, Jazzy B

315 Lyrics English Translation

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The turbaned Jatt’s face changes
The weapons from Munger (City in Bihar) can’t be traced

One-time use, the fuse blows off
Then they penetrate deep inside

Guns from Bihar, my friends order them
We load them with rounds of 315

Guns from Bihar, my friends order them
We load them with rounds of 315

There’s no money in the police records

No serial numbers reported

Just a barrel on the other side, pressing the trigger
And those who stand against us get crushed

Guns from Bihar, my friends order them
We load them with rounds of 315

Guns from Bihar, my friends order them
We load them with rounds of 315

Keeping my conscience sharp like a live cartridge

Like John Cena, we twist heads

Neither the black brass nor the skin can deceive us
A 7-kilo axe, playing in the middle

The bullet passes by, grazing the ear
Never has bravery been received through asking.

Tell me the strength of the ones from the battlefield
Not the ones of today’s Alexanders

Guns from Bihar, my friends order them

Guns from Bihar, my friends order them
We load them with rounds of 315

Seeing us, haters steer clear.
People of kicks don’t listen to words

The mansions built on shoulders
Boys break them down into pieces

Guns from Bihar, my friends order them
We load them with rounds of 315

Guns from Bihar, my friends order them
We load them with rounds of 315

When the time comes, it feels right
Knocking down the opponent, wiping them out

Shouts echo and there’s an intuition
That no one should mess with us

Guns from Bihar, my friends order them
We load them with rounds of 315

Guns from Bihar, my friends order them
We load them with rounds of 315

Oh, you already know this, never mess with the Jatts

Oh, you already know this, never mess with the Jatts

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