410 lyrics – Sidhu Moose Wala

410 Lyrics

Welcome to the Region of Peel, it’s getting scary
I been on road for the cheese I love dairy
I been screaming fuck the opps I know they hear me
I been grippin on my steel, fuck if they fear me
Don’t die playing superman, you ain’t Clark Kent
Motherfuckers thought I died but I ain’t start yet
Where I’m from, it’s no face no case
You can get your top lit up, like you sitting in a Wraith
I’m nasty, got hits like that homie from Degrassi
My homies in the front, with two bitches in the backseat
Paparazzi harass me, shit getting flashy
All my homies down to ride, just like a taxi
Malton da munda, Brampton ch gunda
On the 410 gaddiya de vich hunda
Bumping 2pac gallan lokaan di na suna
I don’t listen to you peasants man, I do what I wanna
Jatt kaim aa, sadda time aa
Vaeri rehnda satho dekh seham seham aa
Dekh aukha saddi gallan nu hai sehna
Faida chakk bhajje naam ni main lena
Look at me now, hun oh dekh
Sippin champagne like I know Drake
Tension ni lende par krde aa chill
Brampton aake dekhli rakhde ni dhill

410 b-town gaddi hauli hauli jave
Chobar plaze vich gede kddi jave
Ring ring ring utto phone bjji jave
Phone te Toronto ikk naddi saddi jave
Laal laal akhaan aala gehra hoi janda
Jive jive ambraan te nehra hoi janda
Chobar di kalli kalli budak di naad
Loka bhaa de hun ta savera hoi janda
Diggi ch draco aa te dhaun vich killa
Brampton bigde hoye jatta da ya tilla
Kaale sheehse bass nal hunde vibrate
Kaali kaali gadi vich vjje Ankhila
Kill kill kill eh aa killera da time
Real hustle baby eh ni feelra da time
Dope bann bann ke na sadkaa te ghum
Its 4:10 baby eh aa dealra da time
Stop sign te v gaddi hundi ni stop
License plate dekh lukde ne opp
Pullover karne de chakkra ch poore
Jatt nal bahle obsessed ne cop
Bhalde aa saale meri gaddi cho crack
Steeles Mclaughlin ton krde track
Ehna de te mere bass vision ch gap
Main easy money kehnda te eh kehnde aa black