ਸ਼ੇਰ ਦਿੱਲਾਂ ਦੇ ਸਿੰਘ

Song Created By @rattansinghsokhi2 With AI Singing

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ਸ਼ੇਰ ਦਿੱਲਾਂ ਦੇ ਸਿੰਘ
created by rattansinghsokhi2
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ਸ਼ੇਰ ਦਿੱਲਾਂ ਦੇ ਸਿੰਘ
created by rattansinghsokhi2

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歌詞文本

[Verse]
ਤੇਰੇ ਯਾਰ ਵਾਂਗੂ ਕਦੇ ਮਿਲਣੇ ਨਈਂ ਸਿੰਗh
ਆਪਣੀ ਗੱਲਾਂ ਸਚੀਆਂ
ਲਫ਼ਜ਼ ਵੀ ਨੇ ਸ਼ੇਰ
ਕੱਚੀ ਗੱਲਾਂ ਕਰਕੇ ਰਹਿੰਦੇ ਨਾ ਅਸੀਂ ਰਾਹਵਾਂ
ਸੱਚੇ ਆਂ
ਪੱਕੇ ਆਂ
ਠੋਕਦੇ ਜਵਾਬ ਵੇਖ ਬਹਿਰ
[Chorus]
ਜਿਹੜਾ ਆਵੇ ਬੰਦੂਕ ਲੈਣ
ਦਿਲਾਂ 'ਚ ਹੋਵੇ ਖੌਫ
ਫਿਰ ਅਸੀ ਲੈ ਆਵਾਂ
ਜਦ ਕਿਸੇ ਕੁੜਾ ਰਾਹ ਵਗਾਵ
ਸਾਡੀਆਂ ਹਵਾ 'ਚ ਗੂੰਜਾਂ
ਸਾਡੀ ਆਵਾਜ਼ ਤੇ ਜ਼ੋਰ
ਸਿੰਘਾਂ ਦੀ ਗੱਲਾਂ ਬੋਲਦੀਆਂ
ਵੱਡਾ ਕਰਦਾ ਜੋਰ
[Verse 2]
ਸਾਡੇ ਸਾਥ ਵੱਡੇ
ਘਰ ਹਮੇਸ਼ਾ ਸਾਫ
ਸੱਚੇ ਆਂ
ਝੂਠਾ ਰਹਿੰਦਾ ਨਾ ਮੇਰੇ ਨਾਲ ਕਦੇ ਕਾਫ਼
ਜਿਥੇ ਯਾਰ ਦੇ ਜੁਰਾਬ
ਵਫਾਦਾਰੀ ਨਿਭਾਉ
ਸਾਡਾ ਦਿਲ ਫੜ
ਫਿਰ ਦਿਲ ਨੂੰ ਲਗਾਓ
[Bridge]
ਜਿਹੜਾ ਆਵੇ ਬੰਦੂਕ ਲੈਣ
ਦਿਲ 'ਚ ਰੱਖੇ ਦਰ
ਕਾਮ ਭਲੇ ਕਰ
ਨਾ ਬਣ ਕਦੇ ਕਿਸੇ ਦਾ ਪੱਤਰ
ਸਾਡੀ ਹੱਡ 'ਤੇ ਸੱਚ
ਕਦੇ ਨਾ ਜਾਵੇ ਲਹਿਰ
ਰੱਖਦਾ ਆਪਣੇ ਮਾੜਿਆਂ ਨਾਲ ਹਮੇਸ਼ਾ ਸਜਲ੍ਹਰ
[Chorus]
ਜਿਹੜਾ ਆਵੇ ਬੰਦੂਕ ਲੈਣ
ਦਿਲਾਂ 'ਚ ਹੋਵੇ ਖੌਫ
ਫਿਰ ਅਸੀ ਲੈ ਆਵਾਂ
ਜਦ ਕਿਸੇ ਕੁੜਾ ਰਾਹ ਵਗਾਵ
ਸਾਡੀਆਂ ਹਵਾ 'ਚ ਗੂੰਜਾਂ
ਸਾਡੀ ਆਵਾਜ਼ ਤੇ ਜ਼ੋਰ
ਸਿੰਘਾਂ ਦੀ ਗੱਲਾਂ ਬੋਲਦੀਆਂ
ਵੱਡਾ ਕਰਦਾ ਜੋਰ
[Outro]
ਸਾਡੇ ਲਫ਼ਜ਼ ਸ਼ੇਰ
ਸਾਡੇ

音樂風格描述

ਦੇਸੀ, ਪੰਜਾਬੀ, ਤਾਲਵ੍ਹਾ

歌詞語言

Punjabi

Emotional Analysis

The song conveys themes of loyalty, bravery, and authenticity, reflecting a strong emotional connection between friends and a sense of camaraderie amidst challenges.

Application Scenarios

This song can be played at gatherings, parties, or events where friendship and loyalty are celebrated. It's also suitable for motivational settings, especially for younger audiences.

Technical Analysis

The song features traditional Punjabi rhythms, heavy bass lines typical of hip-hop influences, and use of metaphoric language pulled from everyday life. The lyrics include repetitive motifs for emphasis and resonate with the cultural context of Punjab.

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MVP King: Para sa Lahat-seanmatthewmanubay-AI-singing
MVP King: Para sa Lahat

[Verse] Oh Si Lebron Siya ang hari ng court (oo-yeah!) Bawat tira Bola'y kanyang sport (oo-yeah!) Dunk na astig Sabay sigaw ng fans (whoa!) Siya ang idol Bigyan mo ng chance! [Chorus] (Para sa lahat!) Lebron ang pangalan! (Para sa lahat!) Siya ang kaalaman! (Para sa lahat!) Hustle hanggang dulo! (Para sa lahat!) Siya'y tunay na panalo! Oooh! [Bridge] Galing sa court hanggang sa kalye (oo, sige!) Walang tigil Lagi siyang hype Pare! Taas ang tsinelas Sabay mo ang talon (jump, jump!) Lebron James Ikaw'y inspirasyon! [Verse 2] Hustle 'til the buzzer Walang atras (oo-yeah!) Laging all-in Hindi nagbabawas! Style at skill Parang magic moves (uh-huh!) Lebron Ikay todo groovy grooves! [Chorus] (Para sa lahat!) Lebron ang pangalan! (Para sa lahat!) Siya ang kaalaman! (Para sa lahat!) Hustle hanggang dulo! (Para sa lahat!) Siya'y tunay na panalo! Oooh! [Outro] Watch him move Watch him shine (yeah!) Lebron sa puso Bawing tunay! Tap your feet Feel the vibe Come on! (oo-yeah!) Lebron James Forever ikon!