Shubh – Ace Lyrics in English (Translation)

They call the Jatt an ace,
Not the kind who runs in a chase.
He measures the race in the palm of his hand,
And the bass above makes the whole ground shake.

They call the Jatt an ace,
Not the kind who runs in a chase.
He measures the race in the palm of his hand,
And the bass above makes the whole ground shake.

You ask me for a date,
But I stay waiting for court appearances.
The whole week passes
In fights and beatings.
The hands that touch my work
Never do the work right.
Here we even send payments
To the cops every two weeks.

From head to toe,
We stay ready for war.
When the Draco fires,
It shows its true colors.
When it strikes and echoes,
The roar flies past.
The tank stays full in the car,
While the feet beg not to walk.

We recognize such men
From far away.
No one here can find
Anyone equal to us.
At home, weapons are laid out
Like an open shop.
These dangerous men
Call death their aunt.

They call the Jatt an ace,
Not the kind who runs in a chase.
He measures the race in the palm of his hand,
And the bass above makes the whole ground shake.

They call the Jatt an ace,
Not the kind who runs in a chase.
He measures the race in the palm of his hand,
And the bass above makes the whole ground shake.

If someone dares to look at us wrong,
We reach far-off places in no time, girl.
We pull up in lifted 4×4s,
Girl.
The police checkpoints have been thrown aside
By our strength, girl.
Only the wide barrel
Of the Deagle remains, girl.

The whole style is sharp, my love,
Our shirts hang loose, girl.
There is tea held in our hands,
Not booze, girl.
The stolen one we kept hidden
Still sits angry, girl.
Inside the grand lobby of the house,
Uzis hang on the walls, girl.

They call the Jatt
With a bandana over his face,
Cases hanging over his head,
Prada shades on his eyes,
And a day date worth lakhs.

They call the Jatt an ace,
Not the kind who runs in a chase.
He measures the race in the palm of his hand,
And the bass above makes the whole ground shake.

They call the Jatt an ace,
Not the kind who runs in a chase.
He measures the race in the palm of his hand,
And the bass above makes the whole ground shake.

They call the Jatt,
They call the Jatt,
They call the Jatt.