Aaisi ulti palti karke maarega ... ki tu khoon ki ulti karke marega

I will hit you round and round ... that you will die by vomiting blood

Dekhne mein bewda, bhagne mein ghoda aur maarne mein hatauda

Looks like a drunkard, runs like a horse and hits like a hammer

Haramipan ki badbu aa rahi hai tere baaton se ... ab toh paki ho gayi teri maut mere haathon se

I smell the bad odor of bastardy from your talks ... now your death is sure from my hands

Main tere is kaale color pe laal rang se is tarah se mera naam likhoonga ... jis tarah se policewaale kaagaz par gang war ke report type karte hain

I will write my name in red color on your black (skin) color ... in a way like policemen write reports about gang war on paper

Main tera woh bura haal karoonga ... joh dimak lakdi ka aur chipkali makdi ka karti hai

I will get you in such a condition ... what a termite does to wood and what a lizard does to a spider

Maarne waale sun, tu kuch gadi ka mehmaan hai ... teri hi hukumat mein, tujhse jung ka elaan hai

Listen you killing person, you are a guest of few moments ... in your rule, I announce war with you

Lohe se loha kut sakta hai ... loha mar nahin sakta

Iron can cut iron ... but iron cannot die

Is sanaate ko todne ke liye main maut ka dhamaka karoonga

I will do a blast of death to break this silence

Mard ka dil us hi ke paas hota hai ... jiski maa ke dhoodh mein dum hota hai

Only that person has a heart of a man ... whose mother's milk has courage

Main tujhe maaf nahin karoonga ... main tujhe aaisa saaf karoonga ... jaise hajaam do baar sabun lagake daari saaf karta hai

I won't forgive you ... I will clean you in such a way ... as a barber cleans the beard by applying soap twice

Loha ho ya faulad, ya ho pahadon ki aulad ... jamke phatke lagaonga ... yahan meri hukumat hai, tere chakke chudaonga

Be it iron or steel, or be it the son of mountains ... I will hit you like crazy ... here my rules works, I will make you go crazy

Main khodta nahin, sirf dafan karta hoon

I don't dig, I only bury

Zulm ko fanna karne ke liye maut se takra gaya hai ... tujhse loha lene ke liye, dekh yeh loha aa gaya hai

I fought against death to destroy injustice ... now o take iron against you, look this iron has come

Loha ho ya faulad, ya ho pahadon ki aulad ... jamke phatke lagaonga ... yahan meri hukumat hai, tere chakke chudaonga

Be it iron or steel, or be it the son of mountains ... I will hit you like crazy ... here my rules works, I will make you go crazy

Chamdi ukhaadkar tera chehra bhigaad doonga ... tukde udaakar tere dal-dal mein gaad doonga

I will rip your skin and spoil your face ... I will make your pieces fly and bury them in a bog

Ab main bina petrol ki gaadi aur bina nashe ki taadi hoon ... ab main woh phateli sari hoon jisko koi hijhra bhi nahin pehne

I am now like a car without petrol and an alcoholic drink without intoxication ... I am now like a torn sari which even a eunuch will not wear

Magarmach ke cheenkne se machchar marte hain ... mard nahin

When a crocodile sneezes mosquitos die ... not men

Magarmach ke cheenkne se machchar marte hain ... mard nahin

When a crocodile sneezes mosquitos die ... not men

Teri halat us aids lagi randi ki tarah ho gayi hai ... jiske paas kabhi koi grahak nahin jaata

Your condition has become like that of a prostitute with aids ... who does not get any customers

Is sanaate ko todne ke liye main maut ka dhamaka karoonga

I will do a blast of death to break this silence

Kuch is tarah se bhunne hain maine taqdeer ke dhaage ... achche achchon ko jhukna padta hai mere aage

The way I have stirred the threads of destiny ... the best of the best have to bow down in front of me

Tere ghar mein mere bachche khelenge ... lekin tujhe daddy kehkar pukarenge

My kids will play in your house ... but they will call you daddy

Main tere is kaale color pe laal rang se is tarah se mera naam likhoonga ... jis tarah se policewaale kaagaz par gang war ke report type karte hain

I will write my name in red color on your black (skin) color ... in a way like policemen write reports about gang war on paper

Kauve ne cheel ka chuma liya ... aur cheel ne chuhe ka bachcha pehda kiya

A crow kissed a vulture ... and the vulture gave birth to a mouse's child

Main Dhobi Ghat pe tooteli khaat pe lita lita kar maroonga

I will make you lie down on a broken cot in Dhobi Ghat and beat the hell out of you

Chalo meri jaan ... chal kar lagayein pyar ki dukaan

Let's go sweetheart ... let's go and open the shop of love

Abhe oye kangaal bank se bhaagi hui jhooti chavani

A you untrusted quarter of an empty bank

Jiske passport par Shankar maut ka thappa laga deta hai ... usse sirf upar ka visa milta hai

People whose passport Shankar stamps for death ... they only get the visa for dying

Bheenk mangni parti hain kanoon ke wafaadaron ko ... par maal khane ko milta hai desh ke gaddaron ko

People loyal to the law have to beg ... but people unfaithful to the country get to eat the money

Saala fakiron ka chehra lekar jurm ke shahenshah se ladne ki koshish mat kar

Bloody don't try to take your beggars face and fight with the emperor of crime

Joh ek baar takkar dene ko aaye ... haar manne ke baad usse kabhi panah mat dena ... haan maut ka haar usse zaroor pehna dena

The person who has challenged you once ... you should never give shelter to them after they have accepted defeat ... but yes, you should give them the garland of death

Abhe shamshaan ke hone waale mehmaan

A you upcoming guest of a mortuary

Guru aaya tha toh guru ghantaal bhi aayega ... mere haathon se apni maut ko kabhi taal nahin payega

If the master came then the grand master will also come ... he won't be able to avoid his death from my hands

Kanoon aur bhagwan jab deta hai na, toh chappad phad kar deta hai ... aur jab leta hai, toh thappad maar kar leta hai

Law and God when they give, they give like crazy ... and when they take, they slap and take it

Haramipan ki badbu aa rahi hai tere baaton se ... ab toh paki ho gayi teri maut mere haathon se

I smell the bad odor of bastardy from your talks ... now your death is sure from my hands

Ab main bina petrol ki gaadi aur bina nashe ki taadi hoon ... ab main woh phateli sari hoon jisko koi hijhra bhi nahin pehne

I am now like a car without petrol and an alcoholic drink without intoxication ... I am now like a torn sari which even a eunuch will not wear

Chokri bani hai chedne ke liye ... chatri bani hai kholne ke liye ... chadar bani hai odhne ke liye

A girl is made to be teased ... an umbrella is made to be open ... a sheet is made to be worn

Main aaj hoon aaj ... jiska aakhi Mumbai shehar pe chalta hai raj

I am today, today ... who rules over the entire city of Mumbai

Kauve ne cheel ka chuma liya ... aur cheel ne chuhe ka bachcha pehda kiya

A crow kissed a vulture ... and the vulture gave birth to a mouse's child

Abhe oye kangaal bank se bhaagi hui jhooti chavani

A you untrusted quarter of an empty bank

Begairat besharam bano, kisi se kabhi mat darro ... jab koi gaali de, jhi bharke hasso jhi bharke hasso

Become prideless and shameless, never be afraid of anyone ... when someone curses you, laugh a lot

Kafan odhne waale ghante nahin ... gadhiyan ginte hain

People who wear a shroud don't count hours ... they count moments

Mard ka dil us hi ke paas hota hai ... jiski maa ke dhoodh mein dum hota hai

Only that person has a heart of a man ... whose mother's milk has courage

Sar ka taj tedha ho ... toh rani, rani nahin kaani lagti hai

If the crown on the head is crooked ... then a queen does not look a queen, but a squint eye

Tere ghar mein mere bachche khelenge ... lekin tujhe daddy kehkar pukarenge

My kids will play in your house ... but they will call you daddy

Tu woh mard ban gaya hai ... jiski aurat bachcha pehda karne ke liye padausi ke ghar mein jati hai

You have become that man ... whose wife goes to the neighbor's house for giving birth to a child

Tere ghar mein calendar hai ... 97 gaur se dekh le, kyun ki 98 tu dekh nahin payega

Do you have a calendar in your house ... look at the year of 1997 carefully, because you won't be able to see 1998

Tere ghar mein calendar hai ... 97 gaur se dekh le, kyun ki 98 tu dekh nahin payega

Do you have a calendar in your house ... look at the year of 1997 carefully, because you won't be able to see 1998

Main aaj hoon aaj ... jiska aakhi Mumbai shehar pe chalta hai raj

I am today, today ... who rules over the entire city of Mumbai

Abhe shamshaan ke hone waale mehmaan

A you upcoming guest of a mortuary

Tere ghar mein calendar hai ... 97 gaur se dekh le, kyun ki 98 tu dekh nahin payega

Do you have a calendar in your house ... look at the year of 1997 carefully, because you won't be able to see 1998

Tere mooh mein ghee shakkar ki factory

Be there a factory of clarified butter and sugar in your mouth

Mard ka dil us hi ke paas hota hai ... jiski maa ke dhoodh mein dum hota hai

Only that person has a heart of a man ... whose mother's milk has courage

Collar hilaonga toh dollar girega ... kamar hilaonga toh rupaya girega

If I shake my collar then dollars will drop ... if I shake my waist then rupees will fall

Tu woh mard ban gaya hai ... jiski aurat bachcha pehda karne ke liye padausi ke ghar mein jati hai

You have become that man ... whose wife goes to the neighbor's house for giving birth to a child

Main woh cinema ka aadha tukda hoon ... jiski keemat show khatam hone ke baad do kaudi ki bhi nahin rehti

I am that half of a cinema ticket ... whose value is not even of 2 pennies after the show gets over

Dekhne mein bewda, bhagne mein ghoda aur maarne mein hatauda

Looks like a drunkard, runs like a horse and hits like a hammer

Haramipan ki badbu aa rahi hai tere baaton se ... ab toh paki ho gayi teri maut mere haathon se

I smell the bad odor of bastardy from your talks ... now your death is sure from my hands

Zulm ko fanna karne ke liye maut se takra gaya hai ... tujhse loha lene ke liye, dekh yeh loha aa gaya hai

I fought against death to destroy injustice ... now o take iron against you, look this iron has come

Saala fakiron ka chehra lekar jurm ke shahenshah se ladne ki koshish mat kar

Bloody don't try to take your beggars face and fight with the emperor of crime

Zindagi chahte ho toh humse bachkar rehna ... jahan nimbu nahi jaata wahan nariyal ghusad dete hai

If you want to live then stay away from me ... because I can push a coconut through a place from where even a lime won't pass through

Tere ghar mein mere bachche khelenge ... lekin tujhe daddy kehkar pukarenge

My kids will play in your house ... but they will call you daddy

Main tujhe maaf nahin karoonga ... main tujhe aaisa saaf karoonga ... jaise hajaam do baar sabun lagake daari saaf karta hai

I won't forgive you ... I will clean you in such a way ... as a barber cleans the beard by applying soap twice

Chalo meri jaan ... chal kar lagayein pyar ki dukaan

Let's go sweetheart ... let's go and open the shop of love

Maarne waale sun, tu kuch gadi ka mehmaan hai ... teri hi hukumat mein, tujhse jung ka elaan hai

Listen you killing person, you are a guest of few moments ... in your rule, I announce war with you

Saala phateli chaddi pehenne waala meri gaddhi par behetkar noton ki gaddi ginne laga

Bloody one who wore torn shorts is sitting in my chair and counting bundles of money

Main Dhobi Ghat pe tooteli khaat pe lita lita kar maroonga

I will make you lie down on a broken cot in Dhobi Ghat and beat the hell out of you

Jo apun ki baat maanta hai na, usse main Himalaya ke pahad ki choti par bhita deta hoon ... aur joh apun ki baat nahin maanta, usse hari mirch ki chutney par bhita deta hoon

Those who listen to me, I make them sit on the peak of the Himalaya mountain ... and those who don't listen to me, I make them sit on a chutney of red spices

Maarne waale sun, tu kuch gadi ka mehmaan hai ... teri hi hukumat mein, tujhse jung ka elaan hai

Listen you killing person, you are a guest of few moments ... in your rule, I announce war with you

Saala phateli chaddi pehenne waala meri gaddhi par behetkar noton ki gaddi ginne laga

Bloody one who wore torn shorts is sitting in my chair and counting bundles of money

Joh ek baar takkar dene ko aaye ... haar manne ke baad usse kabhi panah mat dena ... haan maut ka haar usse zaroor pehna dena

The person who has challenged you once ... you should never give shelter to them after they have accepted defeat ... but yes, you should give them the garland of death

Jo apun ki baat maanta hai na, usse main Himalaya ke pahad ki choti par bhita deta hoon ... aur joh apun ki baat nahin maanta, usse hari mirch ki chutney par bhita deta hoon

Those who listen to me, I make them sit on the peak of the Himalaya mountain ... and those who don't listen to me, I make them sit on a chutney of red spices

Abhe shamshaan ke hone waale mehmaan

A you upcoming guest of a mortuary

Kuch is tarah se bhunne hain maine taqdeer ke dhaage ... achche achchon ko jhukna padta hai mere aage

The way I have stirred the threads of destiny ... the best of the best have to bow down in front of me

Zindagi chahte ho toh humse bachkar rehna ... jahan nimbu nahi jaata wahan nariyal ghusad dete hai

If you want to live then stay away from me ... because I can push a coconut through a place from where even a lime won't pass through

Collar hilaonga toh dollar girega ... kamar hilaonga toh rupaya girega

If I shake my collar then dollars will drop ... if I shake my waist then rupees will fall

Kanoon aur bhagwan jab deta hai na, toh chappad phad kar deta hai ... aur jab leta hai, toh thappad maar kar leta hai

Law and God when they give, they give like crazy ... and when they take, they slap and take it

Zulm ko fanna karne ke liye maut se takra gaya hai ... tujhse loha lene ke liye, dekh yeh loha aa gaya hai

I fought against death to destroy injustice ... now o take iron against you, look this iron has come

Main tera woh bura haal karoonga ... joh dimak lakdi ka aur chipkali makdi ka karti hai

I will get you in such a condition ... what a termite does to wood and what a lizard does to a spider

Mere peeche itne siyaasi haath hain ... jitne aapke sar pe baal bhi nahin honge

I have so many political hands behind me ... that you don't even have that many hairs on your head

Ab main bina petrol ki gaadi aur bina nashe ki taadi hoon ... ab main woh phateli sari hoon jisko koi hijhra bhi nahin pehne

I am now like a car without petrol and an alcoholic drink without intoxication ... I am now like a torn sari which even a eunuch will not wear

Tere mooh mein ghee shakkar ki factory

Be there a factory of clarified butter and sugar in your mouth

Zindagi chahte ho toh humse bachkar rehna ... jahan nimbu nahi jaata wahan nariyal ghusad dete hai

If you want to live then stay away from me ... because I can push a coconut through a place from where even a lime won't pass through

Abhe oye kangaal bank se bhaagi hui jhooti chavani

A you untrusted quarter of an empty bank

Guru aaya tha toh guru ghantaal bhi aayega ... mere haathon se apni maut ko kabhi taal nahin payega

If the master came then the grand master will also come ... he won't be able to avoid his death from my hands

Chokri bani hai chedne ke liye ... chatri bani hai kholne ke liye ... chadar bani hai odhne ke liye

A girl is made to be teased ... an umbrella is made to be open ... a sheet is made to be worn

Jiske passport par Shankar maut ka thappa laga deta hai ... usse sirf upar ka visa milta hai

People whose passport Shankar stamps for death ... they only get the visa for dying

Bheenk mangni parti hain kanoon ke wafaadaron ko ... par maal khane ko milta hai desh ke gaddaron ko

People loyal to the law have to beg ... but people unfaithful to the country get to eat the money

Dekhne mein bewda, bhagne mein ghoda aur maarne mein hatauda

Looks like a drunkard, runs like a horse and hits like a hammer

Jo apun ki baat maanta hai na, usse main Himalaya ke pahad ki choti par bhita deta hoon ... aur joh apun ki baat nahin maanta, usse hari mirch ki chutney par bhita deta hoon

Those who listen to me, I make them sit on the peak of the Himalaya mountain ... and those who don't listen to me, I make them sit on a chutney of red spices

Sar ka taj tedha ho ... toh rani, rani nahin kaani lagti hai

If the crown on the head is crooked ... then a queen does not look a queen, but a squint eye

Chamdi ukhaadkar tera chehra bhigaad doonga ... tukde udaakar tere dal-dal mein gaad doonga

I will rip your skin and spoil your face ... I will make your pieces fly and bury them in a bog

Kanoon aur bhagwan jab deta hai na, toh chappad phad kar deta hai ... aur jab leta hai, toh thappad maar kar leta hai

Law and God when they give, they give like crazy ... and when they take, they slap and take it

Kafan odhne waale ghante nahin ... gadhiyan ginte hain

People who wear a shroud don't count hours ... they count moments