Lyrics and translation MaRLo - WAS LOS

WAS LOS

Lucry
(Was los?) Suena

Was los?
Dicka, was willst du machen, wenn wir kommen und dich packen?
Was los?
Überall nur Attrappen, nein, ich brauch keine Waffen

Was los?
Qualitäter Patrón, teil mit Brüder mein Brot
Also, Dicka, was los? Was los?

Daimler-Benz, kein Verdeck, fahre durch Berlin
Bruder ist verliebt, pumpen Digital Kokain
Kette ist Massiv seit der Unterschrift bei Qualitäter
Aber bleibe auf der Street und ficke immer noch auf GEMA

Ich bin Radikal, unterwegs ohne Bodyguard
Kein Konto, sondern Cash unterm Laminat
Solange Mama sagt: "Geh dein′n Weg"
Siehst du mich hier, solange bis wir Paper zählen

Was los?
Dicka, was willst du machen, wenn wir kommen und dich packen?
Was los?
Überall nur Attrappen, nein, ich brauch keine Waffen

Was los?
Qualitäter Patrón, teil mit Brüder mein Brot
Also, Dicka, was los? Was los?

Alles okay, solang die Patte stimmt
Sie fahren S-Coupé, aber machen kein'n Gewinn
Machen Auge, kann es sehen und ich höre ihre Stimmen
Sage nix, liefer weiter Qualität, es geht pa-pa-pa

Links, rechts, Bella
Bullen auf den Fersen, kein Problem, wir sind schneller
Lass dein Geld verschwinden so als wär ich Uri Geller
Muss runterkommen, Bruder Sayo baut ein′n L'er

Dicka, was los? Ich weiß nicht, warum du redest
Denn du überlebst nicht mal ein'n Tag in meiner Gegend
Leute reden viel, aber haben keine Ahnung
Wenn du mich suchst, komm ins Ghetto, frag nach Marlo

Was los?
Dicka, was willst du machen, wenn wir kommen und dich packen?
Was los?
Überall nur Attrappen, nein, ich brauch keine Waffen

Was los?
Qualitäter Patrón, teil mit Brüder mein Brot
Also, Dicka, was los? Was los?

Was los?
Was los?
Qualitäter Patrón, was los?

WHAT'S UP

Lucry
What's up?

What's up?
Dude, what you gonna do when we come and get you?
What's up?
All around just fakes, no, I don't need no guns

What's up?
Quality Patrón, share my bread with my brothers
So, man, what's up? What's up?

Daimler-Benz, no top, driving through Berlin
Bro is in love, pumping Digital Cocaine
Chain is solid since signing with Quality
But I stay on the street and still f*** with GEMA

I'm Radical, on the move without a bodyguard
No account, just cash under the laminate
As long as Mama says: "Go your way"
You'll see me here until we count paper

What's up?
Dude, what you gonna do when we come and get you?
What's up?
All around just fakes, no, I don't need no guns

What's up?
Quality Patrón, share my bread with my brothers
So, man, what's up? What's up?

Everything's okay as long as the dough is right
They drive S-Coupé, but they don't make no profit
They make eyes, I can see it and I hear their voices
Say nothing, keep delivering quality, it goes pa-pa-pa

Left, right, Bella
Cops on our heels, no problem, we're faster
Make your money disappear like I'm Uri Geller
Gotta come down, Bro Sayo is building an L'er

Man, what's up? I don't know why you're talking
'Cause you won't survive a day in my area
People talk a lot, but they have no idea
If you're looking for me, come to the ghetto, ask for Marlo

What's up?
Dude, what you gonna do when we come and get you?
What's up?
All around just fakes, no, I don't need no guns

What's up?
Quality Patrón, share my bread with my brothers
So, man, what's up? What's up?

What's up?
What's up?
Quality Patrón, what's up?