The LeKhak wrote, composed, and performed “Mafia Style.” The song opens by comparing a local village to Mexico and its activities to Escobar’s. This establishes a world of exaggerated outlaw status from the beginning.
Released: October 28, 2025
Mafia Style
The LeKhak
The LeKhak’s Mafia Style Lyrics Translation
The lyrics present graphic images, describing a village canal stained red from violence. A later section shows the direct outcome of a crime. After one act, police from fourteen districts begin their pursuit of the main figure.
Baithe Gaadiyan Mein Chhore Laake Mafia MafiaThe boys sit in their cars, playing that mafia theme
Bina Bhaiya Ke Jaam Kade Na PiyaI’ve never had a drink without my brothers
Gaam Mera Mexico Ar Kaam Jaanu EscobarMy village is Mexico and my work is like Escobar’s
Jeeve Isi Zindagi Re Pablo Bhi Na Jiya, Na JiyaI live a life that even Pablo never lived, never
Chaale Zindagi Swaad Bina Roleyan Roleyan KeLife has no flavor without a little chaos
Chaati Chaudi Dolle Poore Inch 16 Ke 16 KeChests puffed out, biceps a full sixteen inches
Khaaje Moti Moti Dose Fer Tola Ke Tola KeThey take heavy doses, measure after measure
Makha Kisse Ghane Honge Mhaare Rola Ke Rola KeI tell you, there are countless tales of our confrontations
Mhaare Gaam Ki Nehar Ka Rang Hoya Rahve LaalThe canal in our village is always running red
Dead Bodiya Te Bhari Padi Toodeyan Ki DhangIt’s filled with lifeless forms, piled up like fodder
Makha Rande Bhi Jee Lenge Koi Chakkar Ae KoniI said, even the widowed will survive, it’s no big deal
Maare Jise Liye Konya Byaah Thaya Ne SwaadFor guys like us, there’s no joy in getting married
Ek Bola Zindagi Re Hove 4 Dina KiSomeone said life is just four days long
Pehle 2 Dina Mein Pee Li Baaki 2 Dina KiIn the first two days, I drank enough for the other two
Fer Teesre Din Nashe Mein Re Boya Isya KaandThen on the third day, high on the substance, I committed such an act
Chauthe Din Paachhe Police Thi 14 Zila KiOn the fourth day, the police from fourteen districts were after me
Baithe Gaadiyan Mein Chhore Laake Mafia MafiaThe boys sit in their cars, playing that mafia theme
Bina Bhaiya Ke Jaam Kade Na PiyaI’ve never had a drink without my brothers
Gaam Mera Mexico Ar Kaam Jaanu EscobarMy village is Mexico and my work is like Escobar’s
Jeeve Isi Zindagi Re Pablo Bhi Na Jiya, Na JiyaI live a life that even Pablo never lived, never
Baithe Gaadiyan Mein Chhore Laake Mafia MafiaThe boys sit in their cars, playing that mafia theme
Bina Bhaiya Ke Jaam Kade Na PiyaI’ve never had a drink without my brothers
Gaam Mera Mexico Ar Kaam Jaanu EscobarMy village is Mexico and my work is like Escobar’s
Jeeve Isi Zindagi Re Pablo Bhi Na Jiya, Na JiyaI live a life that even Pablo never lived, never
Baithi Mardyan Ke Beech Tanne Sharam Ni AandiSitting among men, don’t you feel any shame?
Maanas Maarke Aakhyan Te Na Palak JhapkandiAfter taking someone down, I don’t even blink an eye
Manne Tedha Na Lakhaave Mere Kuch Kuch HoveDon’t you look at me sideways, it does something to me
Hoya Peg Mera End Thodi Ghaal De Ne SaakiMy drink is finished, pour me another one, bartender
Gaadi Neeche Lera Chhora Top Model ImpalaThe boy is driving a top-model Impala
Peeche Seat Pe Hai Baaman Khabbi Seat Pe Hai LalaA Baaman’s in the back seat, a Lala’s in the passenger seat
Hydraulic Laa Rakhe Modify Kaali DhannoIt’s got hydraulics, the black beauty is modified
Maare Kood Ke Ne Godda Teri Chaati Ke BichaalaWe’ll jump and bring a knee down on your chest
Baithi Ukdu Thaane Mein Tere Shehar Ki MandeerThe youth of your city are squatting in the police station
Chaude Hove Te Ve Kos Ke Ne Kise Ka ZameerThey act all tough, cursing another man’s conscience
Ratt Laake Baithe Sorry Sorry Chhod Do JanaabNow they just keep repeating, “Sorry, sorry, please let us go sir”
Thanedar Ne Li Sewa Raat Baandh Ke ZanjeerThe officer dealt with them all night, bound in chains
O Arri Arri Arri Arri Arri ArriO Arri Arri Arri Arri Arri Arri
Re Dabb Gel Ruger TangyaI’ve got iron tucked at my waist
Lai Albaadiyan Gel YaariI’ve befriended the reckless ones
Baithe Gaadiyan Mein Chhore Laake Mafia MafiaThe boys sit in their cars, playing that mafia theme
Bina Bhaiya Ke Jaam Kade Na PiyaI’ve never had a drink without my brothers
Gaam Mera Mexico Ar Kaam Jaanu EscobarMy village is Mexico and my work is like Escobar’s
Jeeve Isi Zindagi Re Pablo Bhi Na Jiya, Na JiyaI live a life that even Pablo never lived, never
Mafia Style Music Video
The song moves from a fantasy of immense power to its immediate cost. It creates a legend bigger than Escobar’s but quickly introduces the reality of a massive police manhunt. The song’s core is this mix of self-made myth and its unavoidable price.