Glock Lyrics Translation – Jinde Meriye | Dilpreet Dhillon

Dilpreet Dhillon delivers a commanding presence in the album Jinde Meriye, featuring Parmish Verma and Sonam Bajwa. Lyrics by Laddi Chahal and composition by Desi Crew create a high-energy, fearless mood.

Glock Lyrics Translation – Jinde Meriye | Dilpreet Dhillon

Glock

Dilpreet Dhillon • From “Jinde Meriye”

Lyricist
Laddi Chahal
Composer
Desi Crew

Glock Lyrics Meaning Dilpreet Dhillon | Jinde Meriye

The Jatt walks with a Glock, and his gun does the talking. He is called an earthquake and destruction in the city. He refuses to beg for mercy even from death.

Ho Laga Dabb’ch G#ock Jaave Jatt TureyaA G#ock’s tucked in his waistband as the Jatt walks by.
Jatt Tureya Jatt TureyaThe Jatt walks on, the Jatt walks on.
Laga Dabb’ch G#ock Jaave Jatt TureyaA G#ock’s tucked in his waistband as the Jatt walks by.
Jatt Tureya Jatt TureyaThe Jatt walks on, the Jatt walks on.
Ho Kole Asla Bilayti Jeda Chak TureyaHe carries foreign weapons as he makes his move,
Chak Tureya Paun Dhakk TureyaHe’s making his move, leaving a mark wherever he goes.
Painda Dabb’ch G#ock Jaave Jatt TureyaA G#ock’s tucked in his waistband as the Jatt walks by.
Jatt Tureya Jatt TureyaThe Jatt walks on, the Jatt walks on.
Ho Kaaleya Raahan Da Kayi Raahi Aakh DeSome call him a traveler of the dark paths,
Maut Chandri Da Kayi Maahi Aakh DeWhile others call him the lover of wretched death.
Ho Kayi Aakhi Jaande Bhuchal Munde NuSome keep calling this boy an ‘earthquake’,
Sehar Tere Jatt Nu Tabaahi Aakh DeIn your city, they call the Jatt ‘destruction’.
Aai Maut De Vi Nahio Munda Pairi GirdaEven when death arrives, the boy won’t beg for mercy.
Shehar Goreya De Vigdeya Jatt FirdaIn the ‘Westerners’ city’, the defiant Jatt wanders around.
Naam Unjh Mexico Takk BoldaHis name resonates as far as Mexico.
Boldi Bandook Munda Ghatt BoldaHis gun does the talking; the boy says very little.
Oh Ta Agg Da BarolaHe’s a whirlwind of fire,
Poora Khabra Ch RaulaCausing a total uproar in the news.
Auunda G#n Da Karaunda Thakk Thakk TurreyaHe comes along with the rhythmic ‘thud’ of his g#n.
Ho Laga Dabb’ch G#ock Jaave Jatt TureyaA G#ock’s tucked in his waistband as the Jatt walks by.
Jatt Tureya Jatt TureyaThe Jatt walks on, the Jatt walks on.
Laga Dabb’ch G#ock Jaave Jatt TureyaA G#ock’s tucked in his waistband as the Jatt walks by.
Jatt Tureya Jatt TureyaThe Jatt walks on, the Jatt walks on.
Ho Kole Asla Bilayti Jeda Chak TureyaHe carries foreign weapons as he makes his move,
Chak Tureya Paun Dhakk TureyaHe’s making his move, leaving a mark wherever he goes.
Painda Dabb’ch G#ock Jaave Jatt TureyaA G#ock’s tucked in his waistband as the Jatt walks by.
Jatt Tureya Jatt TureyaThe Jatt walks on, the Jatt walks on.
Ho Shera Aale Jigra Tere Kabbe Yaar DaYour stubborn friend has the heart of a lion,
Firda Street’aa Vich Gunde MaardaHe wanders the streets, taking down the thugs.
Ho Bhad’de Aule Vairi Jaag DeThe enemies wake up, fueled by their burning envy.
Tere Jatt Nu Aa Dhakk Champion Aakh DeThey call your Jatt a formidable ‘champion’.
Bethe Maawan Kole Darde Jawaak Sun LayiListen, the kids sit by their mothers’ sides in fear,
Hunde 9mm De Khadaak Sunn LayiHear the echoing blasts of the 9mm rounds.
Ho Giddara De Wangu Jhund Ch Ni RehndaHe doesn’t stay in a pack like jackals;
Kalla Firda Muchha Nu Dinda Batt TureyaHe walks alone, twirling his mustache as he goes.
Munda Dabb’ch G#ock Jaave Jatt TureyaA G#ock’s tucked in the boy’s waistband as he walks by.
Jatt Tureya Jatt TureyaThe Jatt walks on, the Jatt walks on.
Laga Dabb’ch G#ock Jaave Jatt TureyaA G#ock’s tucked in his waistband as the Jatt walks by.
Jatt Tureya Jatt TureyaThe Jatt walks on, the Jatt walks on.
Ho Kole Asla Bilayti Jeda Chak TureyaHe carries foreign weapons as he makes his move,
Chak Tureya Paun Dhakk TureyaHe’s making his move, leaving a mark wherever he goes.
Ow Shehar Tere De Raj Aa NiLook, he’s the ruler of your city,
O Itthe Masla Ni Koi Votan DaThis isn’t a matter of winning votes here.
Maahda CalculatorA cheap calculator,
Sadde Hisab Ni Launda Note’aa DaWon’t be able to count our piles of cash.
Ho Likhde AanWe’re the ones writing,
Te Khulla Hi Gaune AanAnd we sing without any restraint.
Khulle Hi Kharche NeOur expenses are lavish,
Te Khulle Hi Kamaune AaAnd we earn just as freely.
Kyun Paidi Hai Phir Dhakk ChampionSo, isn’t the ‘champion’ making his mark?

Glock Music Video

Dilpreet Dhillon’s Glock lyrics in English describe a character with fearless power and a dominant reputation.