Convo Lyrics (English Translation) - Chinna x Cheema Y

Gurua, I was chilling with my boys when we were picked up by the Feds.
First they gave me a ticket for having tinted windows.
Once they got started they searched the whole whip.
We were drinking and driving, they took our bottles.
We had 3 guns, they wrote me up for 8.
We had 18 rounds, they said we had 60.
They framed us with fake packets of opium.
Send me the number of a good lawyer.
First thing in the morning and they’ve put me in cuffs.

Gurua, don’t stress out.
Which feds responsible?
Which turn and street did they pick you up from?
Heard a car got raided in Batala, that wasn’t you was it?
Shall I get Billa Badmash (gangster) to give you a call?
Shall I send a lawyer out to you in 5 mins?
Grab the phone from the constable and call me,
When the car stops by the river – jump into it.

They’ve taken me into custody, now I’m in Burail jail.
G your lawyer hasn’t turned up I’m still in jail.
Send 40 g’s to our guy in the government.
Send me designer clothes for my arraignment date.
If you can bribe the witness, do it.
Whoever’s giving statements, kill them.

Our local boys are in the same jail.
They’ll take good care of you.
They’ll make breakfast for you in the morning,
And tea with snacks in the afternoon.
Shall I send you a pen and notebook – you wanna write a song?
Shall I get you cable installed – you wanna watch tv?
Just take care of yourself Cheema.
You’ll feel like you’re at home in jail.

I’m waiting for the first hearing date.
I’m gonna come through and break you out.
I’m waiting for the first hearing date.
I’m gonna come through and break you out.

Gurua, don’t stress out.