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Kalazh44

Bruda

 

Bruda


[Kalazh44:]
Multikriminell, Germany-Takeover
Wir woll'n Buntes schnell, Jackys aus Range Rover
Kalazh im Game und wir ficken die Welt
Kleine Banditen verticken im Benz
Lass' mal die Filme, [?]
Ah, SLS, wah
Bunker' die Bündel in Hose von Jo
Check mich auf Shade 45 in der Show
Monster in Booth und ein Ficker in echt
Keiner von euch fickt mit unserer Gang
Ah, Ice, smoke, fly, high, Tillidin, Hoopa
Silver Flex, Nightlife-Style wie Sosa
Overdrive-Session, white Amnesia
Dom Pérignon spritzt 10k
Hunde platzen, machen bunte Batzen
Früher niemand, heute Star und reich auf Kundennacken
Woll'n Umsatz unter Hand, bunker' hundert Gramm
Deine Quelle, sicher unser Mann
Piss auf eure scheiß Lügenrapper
Blasen, wenn wir auf Bühne klettern
Jacke Boss, Grün, Beretta
Durchgeladen, Kugel, Treffer
Easy, bau' Blunt, Dieb der Hauptstadt
Viel zu viele spiel'n, was sie im Traum sah'n
Kalazh [?], sprüh' ein Magazin auf dein Magazin
Sag mal, wer is real?
Wir sind wieder da, Leute lutschen hart
Titelseite Magazin, Köpfe gut von Haze
Köpfe den Bombay, [?] Carlito's Way
Super Bubble Kush, Hoopa, Nase, Puff
[?] wir sind gerade woah
Cloud9, so high, kafa lesh
[?] so fresh, Para check
Easy money life, Film ist amireif
Echte Maschine mit Hunnis am Arm
Sie pumpen Kalazh jetzt universal

[Waka Flocka Flame:]
I kill for my bruda
I steal for my bruda
Get money with my bruda
Rob a bank with my bruda
My bruda, my shooter
Shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter
My bruda, my shooter
Shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter
I kill for my bruda
I steal for my bruda
Get money with my bruda
Rob a bank with my bruda
My bruda, my shooter
Shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter
My bruda, my shooter
Shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter

You can't fuck with me (fuck off)
You pay for pussy, I fuck for free
I mean fuck it's me, and damn it's you (skrr)
I peel your top back like a can of soup
I demand the truth, and you a lie
When it's you and I, don't be crying vowels
Like oh and why, oh and why
Better lock your doors and close your blinds
Don't bark at Flock that's suicide
Like the doors on my newest ride (wrmm)
Like the Porsche when I'm zooming by
I'm super smart, but I'm stupid high (skrr, skrr)
The trap is back, and the proof is I
We shoot for the sky like 4th of July
Fuck a 'lil slice, I need more of the pie
Don't ask me why, bitch, I'm Flock (grrr)
Your girl wanna know how it feel on top
I mean life my dick, how it feel on top
She like lemme get pregnant, make a mill on Flock
I leave the check on her face, how you feel 'bout that?
Slow-ass rappers can't follow me
Bitch, I'm a fighter, Apollo Creed
Your man's got robbed, it was probably me
I party hard, pop bottles, smoke a lot of weed, Squad

I kill for my Bruda
I steal for my Bruda
Get money with my Bruda
Rob a bank with my Bruda
My Bruda, my shooter
Shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter
My Bruda, my shooter
Shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter
I kill for my Bruda
I steal for my Bruda
Get money with my Bruda
Rob a bank with my Bruda
My Bruda, my shooter
Shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter
My Bruda, my shooter
Shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter

[Gringo:]
What is love? Baby, don't hurt me
Don't hurt me, no more
Was Liebe? Kenn nur Dealer und Diebe (oh-oh)
[?]
Halbe Kilo, Tokatware wiegen
Stoned Island, weiße Steine riechen
Bin auf Krise, keine Zeit für Liebe
Gringo kommt schießen, nicht diskutieren
Rauch verschwindet, Rausch entwickelt, Augen verpixelt (ey, ey)
Schwarze Rose, tote Blume
Daddys little baby, ist heute eine Puppe

[Waka Flocka Flame:]
I kill for my bruda
I steal for my bruda
Get money with my bruda
Rob a bank with my bruda
My bruda, my shooter
Shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter
My bruda, my shooter
Shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter
I kill for my bruda
I steal for my bruda
Get money with my bruda
Rob a bank with my bruda
My bruda, my shooter
Shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter
My bruda, my shooter
Shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter

done

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