Paroles et traduction Khaze - Tabella (feat. Kisé)

Tabella (feat. Kisé)

Fuck you mean? Susa made that shit

Baba, ágyban megy az akapella
Brother, elfut, akár a gazella
Della, pénz első, nem kell umbrella
Lent a szarom, messze a cella
Nadrágomban van a tabella
Baba, ágyban megy az akapella
Brother, elfut, akár a gazella
Della, pénz első, nem kell umbrella
Lent a szarom, messze a cella
Nadrágomban van a tabella

Bad B mamacita, beleül az ölembe, ha kérem
Nincs indok a parára, ameddig velem van a testvérem
Rádmegy a bandám randomba, csak tiszta cigik a bando-ban
Felkel, naplopó minden bro-m
12 rab megy a sandromba
Subway, drive-by, drill drip
Jó a fly fly, a ribi mindig tip-top
Ő az eszkort, én a shy guy
Baba a segged nagyon para
Brother, ha nem vigyázol lesz dara

Baba, ágyban megy az akapella
Brother, elfut, akár a gazella
Della, pénz első, nem kell umbrella
Lent a szarom, messze a cella
Nadrágomban van a tabella
Baba, ágyban megy az akapella
Brother, elfut, akár a gazella
Della, pénz első, nem kell umbrella
Lent a szarom, messze a cella
Nadrágomban van a tabella

Még mindig only
Nincs bizalom, ha nincs money
Miattunk indul a party, miattunk hívogat mammy
Erre nincs wanna be, bro go
Kék úgy hív hogy rendbontó
Onnan jöttem a bando-ból
Onnan jöttem a bando-ból
Mi a fa-, mi a fa-
Mit akar ez a csaj? Teste olyan mint a kóla
Who the fuck? Who the fuck?
Mit akar ez a raj? Túl rövid a (?)
(?) túl szűk a bunda
Big bad gyal, de kell a kobra
De becsörög a motorolaj
Kell a kiló, mi hozzuk, szóda

Baba, ágyban megy az akapella
Brother, elfut, akár a gazella
Della, pénz első, nem kell umbrella
Lent a szarom, messze a cella
Nadrágomban van a tabella

Fuck you mean? Susa made that shit

Table (feat. Kisé)

What the hell do you mean? Susa made that shit

Baby, the acapella is going down in bed
Bro, run away like a gazelle
Della, money first, no need for an umbrella
My shit's down, far away from jail
The table's in my pants
Baby, the acapella is going down in bed
Bro, run away like a gazelle
Della, money first, no need for an umbrella
My shit's down, far away from jail
The table's in my pants

Bad B mama, she sits on my lap when I ask her
No reason to freak out as long as my bro's with me
My gang approaches you randomly, they just smoke pure cigarettes in the bando
Get up, all my bros are snoozers
12 cops show up at my pad
Subway, drive-by, drill drip
The fly fly is good, the ho is always tip-top
She's the escort, I'm the shy guy
Baby your ass is slamming hot
Bro, if you don't watch yourself there will be trouble

Baby, the acapella is going down in bed
Bro, run away like a gazelle
Della, money first, no need for an umbrella
My shit's down, far away from jail
The table's in my pants
Baby, the acapella is going down in bed
Bro, run away like a gazelle
Della, money first, no need for an umbrella
My shit's down, far away from jail
The table's in my pants

Still only
No trust if there's no money
The party starts because of us, mom calls because of us
There's no wanna be here, bro go
The blue calls me a disruptor
That's where I came from, the bando
That's where I came from, the bando
What the f-, what the f-
What does this girl want? Her body's like cola
Who the fuck? Who the fuck?
What does this guy want? His (?) is too short
(?) the bunda is too tight
Big bad gal, but you need the cobra
But the motor oil calls out
Need the kilos, we bring them, soda

Baby, the acapella is going down in bed
Bro, run away like a gazelle
Della, money first, no need for an umbrella
My shit's down, far away from jail
The table's in my pants

What the hell do you mean? Susa made that shit