Welcome To My Hood
Diljit Dosanjh
[Intro]
Bande saare bande saare galat ae ni hood de
Everyone in the block is labeled a troublemaker.
Bande saare bande saare galat ae ni hood de
They call us the bad apples of the neighborhood.
Kamm bhave wrong ohdan dil de ta good ne
Maybe our path is crooked, but our hearts are pure gold.
Bande saare bande saare galat ae ni hood de
The neighborhood thinks we're all rebels.
Welcome to my hood!
Step into my territory.
[Chorus]
Ho bande saare bande saare galat ae ni hood de
They say the whole hood is full of bad guys.
Bande saare bande saare galat ae ni hood de
Everyone here is a suspect to them.
Oh kamm bhave wrong ohdan dil de ta good ne
We might do wrong, but we have big hearts.
Bande saare bande saare galat ae ni hood de
The streets think we're all outlaws.
[Verse 1]
Oh yaar yaar yaar yaar vade hi zaroori ae
The crew is everything, brother.
Enna bina life saali lagdi adhoori ae
Life's not worth living without the homies.
Kharewala kharewala kehnde aa brar jehde
Kharewala and Brar, that's the label we carry.
Jatt da proud saare galbaat poori ae
Jatt pride is absolute, we keep it 100.
6 – 6 foote jatt saare tagde shareera de
Every Jatt here is six-foot-plus and built like a tank.
Nabaj’an pechande aa shehar diyan leera de
We know the pulse of these city streets better than anyone.
Haq sach piche paye aa jinne vi ne case ohda
We fight for what's ours, even with the legal baggage.
Simple ji life na koyi shaunk ne ameera de
We live simple, no flashy, elite obsessions here.
Oh kann laa ke suni saddi dark side nu
Listen closely to the side of us you don't know.
Ajj iss side kal khaure kehdi side nu
One minute we're here, the next we're ghosts.
Gangster bande de tikane sadde pakke na
Real ones don't stay in one place long.
Taan hi band rakheya pyaar wali side nu
That’s why I’ve locked the door on romance.
Oh jali bande nede tede lagde na hood de
Fakes don't survive in this neighborhood.
[Chorus]
Oh bande saare bande saare galat ae ni hood de
They label us all troublemakers in the block.
Bande saare bande saare galat ae ni hood de
We’re all outcasts in their eyes.
Oh kamm bahve wrong ohdan dil de ta good ne
Deeds might be shady, but intentions are honest.
Kamm bhave wrong ohdan dil de ta good ne
We've got good hearts despite the rumors.
[Verse 2]
Haan talk kare talk kare sadde te na walk kare
They run their mouths but never step up.
Pickeyan de piche khadi jaan jaan mock kare
Hiding behind others just to throw shade.
Haan talk kare talk kare sadde te na walk kare
All talk, no action.
Pickeyan de piche khadi jaan jaan mock kare
Cowards acting tough from a distance.
Jithe aa commitment saahan di ni na koyi
When your life is on the line, nothing else is promised.
Dass aisi jagah billo pyaar kidda work kare
How’s love supposed to bloom in this chaos?
Oh late 90’s outlook naale beat ae ni
Old school vibes with a modern beat.
Snoop D-O-double-G hi aali kudey feel ae ni
Got that G-Funk, Snoop Dogg energy.
Bolchal wallo poora dolde ae shehad ohda
Our words are smooth like honey.
Hikkan ch barood ae te jigre steel ae ni
Chests full of fire, hearts made of steel.
Oh gore gure side te aa game ch aa brown munde
The white folks stay back, the brown boys are running this.
Laike impala ghumde ne downtown munde
We're cruising downtown in the Impala.
Lakk tera fail kare low rider kaali
Your waist don't stand a chance against this low-rider.
Dhak dhak hunde firde aa up down munde
The streets are pulsing with our rhythm.
Par tikhiya kataara de layi
But for the fakes and the snakes,
Band boohe hood de
The doors are slammed shut.
[Chorus]
Oh bande saare bande saare galat ae ni hood de
Everyone in the neighborhood is marked.
Bande saare bande saare galat ae ni hood de
The block's notorious.
Oh kamm bhave wrong ohdan dil de ta good ne
Maybe we're wrong, but we're good people.
Bande saare bande saare galat ae ni hood de
They call us the bad crew.
[Bridge]
Freestyle flow karde aa gabru
We just freestyle our path.
Freestyle chill karde aa gabru
Just living life, easy and loose.
Apni life de aa aape kude boss
We are the masters of our own destiny.
Appa taan hi taan freestyle chalde aa gabru
That's why we move without a script.
Gold diyan chain’a ne
Dripping in gold chains.
Doongiyan game’an ne
Playing a deep, calculated game.
Kaaliyan gaddiyan kaaliyan hooddiyan
Black cars, dark neighborhoods.
Goriyan mame’an ne
Watching out for the cops.
[Verse 3]
Oh house arrest bande back from the hell bande
We've got guys under house arrest, guys back from the edge of hell.
Kayi underground te kayi known well bande
Some quiet in the shadows, some famous in the streets.
Oh head to toe full tattoo’an naal laish ae
Ink from the scalp to the soles.
Cali vich rehan te punjab di paidaish ae
Born in Punjab, raising hell in Cali.
Jaeb’an vich ae te tikhe mustache ae
Pockets filled, mustache sharp.
Mukk di ae gall munde lainde poori aish ae
Long story short, we're living our best life.
Dekh la dosanjh’a aale di ni poori aish ae
Look at Dosanjh, he's living like a king.
Babe di ae mehar challe geet touchwood ne
With God's grace, the tracks are hits—touchwood.
Oh bande saare bande saare galat ae ni hood de
They say the whole neighborhood's bad news.
Bande saare bande saare galat ae ni hood de
Every last one of us is labeled.
Oh kamm bhave wrong ohdan dil de ta good ne
But we’ve got pure souls, regardless.
Bande saare bande saare galat ae ni hood de
They think we're all outlaws.
[Outro: Rajwinder Singh Randiala and Adonis Alias Soupbone ]
Jatta nu jatt budhi kehan wale
Those who call Jatts ignorant,
Ehi samjhde ae
They only think that
Ke enna de palle kassi aale khal te
We only know about dirt roads and farmlands.
Raule aaliyan wattan ne
And territorial disputes.
Par eh ae ni jaande
But they have no clue
Ki satt samundra ton paar
That even across the seven seas,
Gallan kara diyan jattan ne
Jatts have made their name.
Gallan kara diyan jattan ne
Jatts are running the show everywhere.
We are one
United we stand.
They don't wanna see this
The haters don't want us succeeding.
They warned us about it
They told us we couldn't do it.
But lemme tell you one thing
But here is the reality:
Aint nobody gonna stop us
No one is blocking this rise.
Suckers
Clowns.