ABCD Lyrics

Gen-Z Lyrics brings you ABCD Lyrics from the album “Walking On Water [EP]” performed by DIVINE ft. MC Altaf & Sammohit. The concept for this Translation track originated with DIVINE, MC Altaf & Sammohit, who went on to craft it into a impactful masterpiece. The song came to life through LATE NIGHT RICKY, the producer behind it.

Yo Yo
Ya
Aye
Double G
A B C D

Ya punches, punches
Punches ayy
Abcd amg
Kaun tera baap?
All hail double gg
Life was a bitch isiliye badaldi
Jo sahi mein thi bitch woh nahi sambhalti

Rehndo rehndo mai hoon track pe rambo
Gaane bajte jaise bajte banjo
Tum bharti laambi hum bharte lambo
Ghanti bajte aur jalte candle
Too blessed to handle, too rich to gamble
Rap mein career, kaun? main example

Inki baate saari cap saale dhakan
Naam hum rap game ke nana gaane ab tak ke chhappan
Show pe nahi mosh-pit, yaha hojata visarjan
Bech denge rapper log ko 200 rupaya darjan
Haath mein jabhi pen matlab bambai mere sar par
Pass apne tour, kuch rapper log hai ghar par
Hum collar nahi pakad pakadte lete gardan
Family ka burden tu family pe burden

Ladke hood ke likhari
Sahi mein shikari
Aisa karte rap ab public patte tikari
Gg boys
Apne khoon mein siyahi
Naam bura kyunki kaam vaisa kiya hi
Bombay sea-link touch karte us pe
Sammohit likhta aisa vahi uska usp
Kitne gaane bheje mein bhara usb
Sapne dekhu kaise nahi
Yeh sheher ka view aisi
Meri gully mera pr
Agli deal cr
Sher apan street pe yeh bade lagte siyaar

Yo sharam kar
Neeche baith, upar dekh
Ache karam kar
Nirmala tai, number uthte mere kalam par
Teri bandi paani, tabhi girti badan par
Hume deti sar, tu karta sar andar
Flow mera sick! tu saala jal andhar

Abhi rickshaw lagti whip nahi
Khula muh, ab zip nahi
Hum pop nahi karte iska matlab dete trip nahi
Tu chhoda sirf game, ko kiya kabhi grip nahi
Murghiyan halal yahan pe chase karte chicks nahi
Rap nahi saregama tabhi dete tips nahi
Pork ho ya poker hum lete kabhi chip nahi

Kawale se paani tune dekha itna drip nai
Mother – fucker, kasar, asar, safar, hum se mat fuck kar
Chal be shakkar!
High hook, high hook high high
Lagta nahi hai hook sab hai bhai bhai
Choli ke…
High hook, high hook high high
Lagta nahi hai hook sab hai bhai bhai
Ayyy
Chal…
Ra ra ra ra ra ra ra
Araamse
Araamse
Shakar
Asar
Kasar
Mat kar, lavde

written by: DIVINE, MC Altaf & Sammohit

ABCD Lyrics Translation

Yo Yo – Yo Yo
Ya – Ya
Aye – Aye
Double G – Double G
A B C D – A B C D

Ya punches, punches – Ya punches, punches
Punches ayy – Punches, ayy
Abcd amg – Abcd amg
Kaun tera baap? – Who’s your father?
All hail double gg – All hail double gg
Life was a bitch isiliye badaldi – Life was a bitch, that’s why I changed it
Jo sahi mein thi bitch woh nahi sambhalti – The one who truly was a bitch, couldn’t handle it

Rehndo rehndo mai hoon track pe rambo – Let it be, let it be, I’m Rambo on the track
Gaane bajte jaise bajte banjo – Songs play like a banjo plays
Tum bharti laambi hum bharte lambo – You fill out long forms, we fill up Lambos
Ghanti bajte aur jalte candle – Bells ring and candles burn
Too blessed to handle, too rich to gamble – Too blessed to handle, too rich to gamble
Rap mein career, kaun? main example – A career in rap, who? I am the example

Inki baate saari cap saale dhakan – All their talk is lies, damn frauds
Naam hum rap game ke nana gaane ab tak ke chhappan – My name in the rap game is grandfather, songs so far: fifty-six
Show pe nahi mosh-pit, yaha hojata visarjan – Not a mosh-pit at the show, here it becomes an immersion (chaos)
Bech denge rapper log ko 200 rupaya darjan – We’ll sell rappers for 200 rupees a dozen
Haath mein jabhi pen matlab bambai mere sar par – Whenever a pen is in hand, it means Bombay is on my mind
Pass apne tour, kuch rapper log hai ghar par – My tour is a success, some rappers are stuck at home
Hum collar nahi pakad pakadte lete gardan – We don’t grab collars, we grab necks
Family ka burden tu family pe burden – You’re a burden to your family, a burden on the family

Ladke hood ke likhari – Boys from the hood, writers
Sahi mein shikari – True hunters
Aisa karte rap ab public patte tikari – We rap like this, now the public is hooked
Gg boys – Gg boys
Apne khoon mein siyahi – Ink in our blood
Naam bura kyunki kaam vaisa kiya hi – Bad name because we did such work
Bombay sea-link touch karte us pe – Touching the Bombay sea-link on it
Sammohit likhta aisa vahi uska usp – Sammohit writes like this, that itself is his USP
Kitne gaane bheje mein bhara usb – How many songs I’ve sent, filled a USB
Sapne dekhu kaise nahi – How could I not dream?
Yeh sheher ka view aisi – The view of this city is like this
Meri gully mera pr – My lane, my PR
Agli deal cr – Next deal, CR (Crores)
Sher apan street pe yeh bade lagte siyaar – Tigers on our street, these seem like big foxes

Yo sharam kar – Yo, have some shame
Neeche baith, upar dekh – Sit down below, look up
Ache karam kar – Do good deeds
Nirmala tai, number uthte mere kalam par – Nirmala Tai, numbers rise from my pen
Teri bandi paani, tabhi girti badan par – Your girl is thirsty, that’s why she falls on (my) body
Hume deti sar, tu karta sar andar – She gives us head, you bury your head (in shame)
Flow mera sick! tu saala jal andhar – My flow is sick! You bastard burn inside

Abhi rickshaw lagti whip nahi – Right now a rickshaw feels like a whip (car) to me
Khula muh, ab zip nahi – Open mouth, now no zip (can’t shut it)
Hum pop nahi karte iska matlab dete trip nahi – We don’t do pop, that doesn’t mean we don’t give trips (make you high)
Tu chhoda sirf game, ko kiya kabhi grip nahi – You just left the game, never really had a grip on it
Murghiyan halal yahan pe chase karte chicks nahi – Chickens are halal here, we don’t chase chicks
Rap nahi saregama tabhi dete tips nahi – It’s not Saregama rap, that’s why we don’t give tips (play nice)
Pork ho ya poker hum lete kabhi chip nahi – Be it pork or poker, we never take chips (neither eat pork nor bet chips)

Kawale se paani tune dekha itna drip nai – You’ve seen so much drip (style) from the clay pot (humble beginnings)
Mother – fucker, kasar, asar, safar, hum se mat fuck kar – Mother-fucker, waste, impact, journey, don’t fuck with us
Chal be shakkar! – Come on, be sugar! (Get sweet / Cut the crap)
High hook, high hook high high – High hook, high hook high high
Lagta nahi hai hook sab hai bhai bhai – Doesn’t seem like a hook, it’s all brotherhood
Choli ke… – Of the blouse… (likely a reference to the song “Choli Ke Peeche”)
High hook, high hook high high – High hook, high hook high high
Lagta nahi hai hook sab hai bhai bhai – Doesn’t seem like a hook, it’s all brotherhood
Ayyy – Ayyy
Chal… – Come on…
Ra ra ra ra ra ra ra – Ra ra ra ra ra ra ra
Araamse – Easily / Comfortably
Araamse – Easily / Comfortably
Shakar – Sugar
Asar – Impact
Kasar – Waste / Shortcoming
Mat kar, lavde – Don’t do it, asshole

“ABCD” Song Meaning Explained

The Big Picture

The song title… ABCD. On the surface, it’s just the alphabet, the most basic thing you learn, right? But that’s the whole point. In a scene full of people trying to sound complex, using fancy words and metaphors, DIVINE and the crew are basically saying, let’s go back to the fundamentals. Let me spell it out for you, from A to D. It’s a statement. This isn’t a pop song, it’s a lesson, it’s a warning, it’s a declaration of principles written in the raw, basic language of the street. The title frames it as a primer, you know, a “Rap 101” but taught by the guys who wrote the syllabus on the block. It’s dismissive and confident at the same time—what we have to say is so simple, so foundational, that we can call it the ABCs and still knock you out.

Most Impactful Lines

Man, the verses are full of these little grenades. But the one that stops me cold every time is from MC Altaf: “Family ka burden tu family pe burden.” I mean, just sit with that for a second. It’s this brutal, generational truth. He’s drawing a line between his struggle and someone else’s. We carry our family’s weight, their hopes, their struggles, on our backs to lift them up. You? You are the weight on your family. You’re the burden. It’s not just a diss, it’s a whole worldview in seven words. It’s about purpose versus parasitism.

And then Sammohit comes in with this beautifully layered bar: “Apne khoon mein siyahi / Naam bura kyunki kaam vaisa kiya hi.” The ink in our pens is our own blood. Our reputation is bad because the work we did to get here… was that hard, that raw. They’re not pretending to be saints. They’re saying the stain on their name is a direct tattoo of their grind. It’s an ownership of their past that’s just… powerful. You can’t argue with it.

Decoding The Chorus

So everyone just yells “Punches, punches!” which is hype, but listen to what’s actually being said. It starts as a boast about their lyrical punches, obviously. But then it immediately shifts: “ABCD amg / Kaun tera baap? / All hail double gg.” It’s a hierarchy. We’re the fundamentals (ABCD), we’re the engine (AMG), and we’re the top of the food chain—who’s your daddy? All respect goes to the gang, to Gully Gang. It establishes the crew as the sovereign power.

Then comes the twist that gives the whole chorus its weight: “Life was a bitch isiliye badaldi / Jo sahi mein thi bitch woh nahi sambhalti.” This is where the bravado meets truth. Life was tough, so we changed our circumstances. We flipped the script. But the person who was truly a snake, a problem, in our life… we couldn’t keep them around. We didn’t sustain that. It’s a dual statement of triumph and necessary loss. You change your life, but you also have to cut out the real toxicity to do it. The chorus isn’t just a flex, it’s a report on survival.

Most Relatable Part

Okay, for me, the most painfully human part is that whole sequence about the gap between then and now. “Abhi rickshaw lagti whip nahi / Khula muh, ab zip nahi.” The rickshaw felt like a luxury car back then, but now we have whips for real. Back then, we could run our mouths with nothing to lose… but now you gotta be strategic, you gotta sometimes “zip” it. It’s that weird in-between space success creates. You’re looking back at the struggle with a mix of nostalgia and pride, but also realizing the game changes when you level up. The rules are different. The enemies are different. It’s not just “we made it,” it’s “we made it, and now everything feels different, even ourselves.” That tension… that’s so real. The win comes with a whole new set of problems no one talks about.

Conclusion & Overall Message

So what’s the song leaving you with? It’s not just a victory lap. It’s a monument. It’s cementing a legacy built on real, gritty fundamentals—the ABCDs of street wisdom and relentless work. The message is about authentic power. Power that came from changing a bitch of a life, from cutting off what needed to be cut off, from carrying your family instead of being carried. It’s a warning to fakers and a tribute to the real ones, all wrapped in this aggressive, unapologetic sound. Ultimately, it leaves you with the feeling that their position wasn’t given, it was taken, letter by bloody letter, and the alphabet of their struggle is now the law of the land. You listen to it and you don’t just feel hyped, you feel… schooled. In the best way possible.

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ABCD Song Credits

Song	ABCD
Artist(s)	DIVINE ft. MC Altaf & Sammohit
Album	Walking On Water [EP]
Writer(s)	DIVINE, MC Altaf & Sammohit
Producer(s)	LATE NIGHT RICKY

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