Lyrics and translation LCone feat. Mimiks - Chueche

Chueche

Jede tag güebt, es wird nüd gschänkt
Primakov leer ich ha 3 tänk
Ey, was wottsch scho hei, ich ha stoff kauft
Stoff, dä macht sogar es ross taub
Du weisch ich kenn kei limits, triffe mimiks bi linse im tibits
Was peinlich ich schiss uf mis image,
Das isch 41 schiss uf dis village.
Ha das lebe scho lang gseh ha mich igwöhnt,
& Du brichsch dini hand wenn ihr drischlönd
Bes mol ehrlich du siech du hesch nie gönnt
Aber kennsch mine name ich has iibrönnt
Doch jede 2.rapper hed grusigi lines
Ich han problem & au suufe isch eis
Figg uf mis lebe wenn ich morn scho mues
Gah isches schad aber hm, es duet mir ned leid
Modus mio, ide schwiiz esches modus 5
Versuufe de vorschuss prio & denn ischs no modus 3
Carlin egli immer heavy zigi jägi aber vegi
Die 2 chliinschte pimmel sie send immer ready

Fuck mir hend en chueche bache – de chueche isch fein
Du wettsch au en guete mache – zuetate sind gheim
Für dä chueche muesch du sueche sache – doch suech sie ellei
Du wettsch es stück devo, doch bro mir seged nei

Ade bar gin tonic im glas egal was chund blieb sowieso grad
MIK de scheiss zu hart sipp vödu uf strass kei hollywoodstar
Dine hype dä esch am arsch min bro oh schad
Oh god, weli crew esch sit zäh joohr so chrank am start
Das esch tribsche 41 NY NY
Og mobb deep smoke weed ich mach 41 41 gang sign
Log wenn ich chume isch alles verbii
Sie ond ech bro das isch andere steez
Mir sind wie vödu & amphetin, well brosi die combo sie ballered mies
Mach mol lärm chico lärm chico, mir sind weder underwägs chico
Zäh kilo zäh kilo silberchetti & lozärn trikot
Chum mit öbersüürtem mage
Lc mimi heavy pretty imne öbertüürte chare

Fuck mir hend en chueche bache – de chueche isch fein
Du wettsch au en guete mache – zuetate sind gheim
Für dä chueche muesch du sueche sache – doch suech sie ellei
Du wettsch es stück devo, doch bro mir seged nei

Cake

Every day we practice, it's not given
I read Primakov, I have 3 brains
Hey, what do you want from here, I bought some drugs
Drugs, they even make a horse deaf
You know I know no limits, meet Mimiks at Linse im Tibits
How embarrassing I shit on my image
That's 41 shit on your village.
I've seen life for a long time, I've gotten used to it
& You'll break your hand if you thrash
Be honest for once, you've never envied
But you know my name, I've branded it
But every 2nd rapper has creepy lines
I have problems & drinking is one of them
Fuck my life if I have to tomorrow
So it's a pity but I'm not sorry
Modus mio, in Switzerland it's modus 5
Blow the advance pay, priority & then it's modus 3
Carlin Egli always heavy, husky but vegan
The 2 smallest penises are always ready

Fuck we baked a cake – the cake is fine
You want to make a good one too – ingredients are a secret
For the cake, you must seek things – but seek them alone
You want a piece of it, but bro, we say no

Cheers, gin tonic in glass, no matter what comes, it'll stay anyway
MIK, this shit's too hard, strolling down the street, no movie star
Your hype is down the drain, my bro, oh, what a pity
Oh god, which crew has been so sick for ten years
This is Tribsche 41 NY NY
Og mobb deep smoke weed, I do 41 41 gang sign
Swear when I come everything is over
You ond me, bro, that's a different style
We're like coke & amphetamine, because bro, this combo rocks terribly
Make some noise, chico, make some noise, we're on our way again, chico
Ten kilos, ten kilos, silver chain & Lucerne jersey
Come with an upset stomach
Lc mimi heavy pretty in an overpriced car

Fuck we baked a cake – the cake is fine
You want to make a good one too – ingredients are a secret
For the cake, you must seek things – but seek them alone
You want a piece of it, but bro, we say no