ta ra ra rara ta ra ra ra ra
ta ra ra ra ra tara
aankhon pe chashme, hathon mein bracelet
bike pe nikle, sir pe na helmet
hoke ye chaude chaude
signal bhi tode tode, gundon ke superstar

meerathiya gangstar, meerathiya gangstar
meerathiya gangstar, meerathiya gangstar
meerathiya gangstar, meerathiya gangstar
meerathiya gangstar, meerathiya gangstar

duniya ke saare don
puchte hain hum hain kon
hum to hain sanki, na sahein dhamkee
jisko udhedein uski si na sake darzi
hum hain original baaki saare farzi

apni desi pistolein
dishkayoon dishkayoon jab bolein
sound goonje samandar paar

meerathiya gangstar, meerathiya gangstar
meerathiya gangstar, meerathiya gangstar
meerathiya gangstar, meerathiya gangstar
meerathiya gangstar, meerathiya gangstar

Ta ra ra rara
Ta ra ra ra ra
Ta ra ra ra ra tara

Spectacles perched, wrists ablaze with chains,
A bike's wild dance, no helmet shields the brains.
They swagger wide, a brazen, bold display,
Red lights they shatter, come what may.
These titans rise, the rulers of the street,
Meerut's gangsters, with dangerous, dancing feet.
Meerut's gangsters, where shadows softly creep,
Meerut's gangsters, secrets they keep.

The world's dark lords, they whisper, "Who are they?"
We are the wild ones, who will not obey.
We crave no threats, we break with every blow,
If torn apart, no tailor can sew.
We are the real, the rest a hollow show.

Our native pistols, a song of fire,
Dish-kyau, dish-kyau, igniting wild desire.
The echoes thunder, reaching ocean's shore,
Meerut's gangsters, forevermore.
Meerut's gangsters, they rise and stand tall,
Meerut's gangsters, answering freedom's call.
Meerut's gangsters, a shadowed, mystic creed,
Meerut's gangsters, planting a dangerous seed.