Lyrics and translation b.u.g. mafia - Strazile (feat. Mario V)

Strazile (feat. Mario V)

E un loc in care n-ai curaj, n-ai cum sa vrei
E posibil s-o dai, dar e probabil s-o iei
Ca atata smecherie in Las Vegas mai vezi
Si cum se schimba unii in c***e, nici nu-ti vine sa crezi
E capitala Romanieeei... e Bucuresti
E mai mult decat atat. eee... sa dovedesti
Romanii si romancele, tiganii si tigancile
Guvernul, banii, gaborii, gainarii
Puscaria si anii
Cartierul si veteranii
Copiii si drogurile, armele, drogurile
Tre' sa intelegi treburile... frate
Pa' strada dai de toate
Combinate... amestecate peste poate
Este greu
Aici ne facem treaba, aici cu noi vei fi mereu
Nu e nici un sfat de dat nici un contract de semnat
Suntem mafia pa' viata... frati de fapt
R x 2:
Poti sa spui rugaciuni
Sa se intample minuni
Dar ce semeni aduni
Fugi, fugi. vin baieti buni
Prezint solutii radicale
Ca toti baietii buni
Care au ridicat imperii
In afaceri ilegale
Ca-n strada poti sa te alegi cu rani letale
Atunci cand armele zambesc in felinare
In continuare bulangiii toarna si rastoarna tot
Liderii adevarati palesc ca un boboc de floare
Uitat de floraresele din colt in soare
Si garda se faleste acum cu-n peste atat de mare... da'
Reactia e-n lant, gabori zac in sant
Avem demisii extraordinare la bilant
Yo. urmatorul candidat la tron isi face loc
Printre ziduri de beton s-acapareaza tot
Ce eu sunt sigur pa' mine ca nu poti sa te bazezi decat pe tine
Nici gaborii nu prea ma plac... in fine
Sangele latin care inca-mi curge-n vine
Ma face sa fiu ca Al Capone... stii bine
R x 2:
Poti sa spui rugaciuni
Sa se intample minuni
Dar ce semeni aduni
Fugi, fugi. vin baieti buni
Pe cand se intamplau basmele
Oamenii au creat legile
Atunci au definit partile
Astazi s-au aruncat cartile
Conflictul a schimbat armele
Pentru a dobori tintele
Armurile sunt azi, vestele
Care impiedica gloantele
Dar si asa curge sangele
Imagini sumbre dau stirile
Mai nou se folosesc vocile
Testele ADN, actele
Si totusi nu se vad semnele
Cum ca s-ar incheia luptele
Garda si-a adunat fortele
Sa-ncerce sa ne ia strazile
Poate la anul zic:
R x 2:
Poti sa spui rugaciuni
Sa se intample minuni
Dar ce semeni aduni
Fugi, fugi. vin baieti buni
Ba-ba-ba-baieti buni

The Streets (feat. Mario V)

This is a place where you don't have courage, you can't want
It's possible to give it a try, but it's likely to take it
Like so much trickery, in Las Vegas, you'll see
And how some become c***s, you can't believe
It's the capital of Romania... it's Bucharest
It's more than that. eee... to prove
Romanians and Romanians, gypsies and gypsies
Government, money, cops, hustlers
Jail and years
Neighborhood and veterans
Children and drugs, weapons, drugs
You have to understand things... bro
On the street you can find everything
Combined... mixed beyond possible
It's hard
Here we do our thing, here with us you will always be
There is no advice to give, no contract to sign
We are the mafia for life... brothers in fact
R x 2:
You can say prayers
Miracles will happen
But what you sow, you reap
Run, run. good boys are coming
I present radical solutions
Like all the good boys
Who have built empires
In illegal businesses
Because on the street you can get away with lethal wounds
When the weapons smile in the streetlamps
In the meantime, the hustlers are pouring and overturning everything
The real leaders are fading like a flower bud
Forgotten by the flower girls in the corner in the sun
And the guard is now boasting of such a great fish... but'
The reaction is chained, cops lie in the ditch
We have extraordinary resignations on the balance sheet
Yo. the next candidate for the throne is making his way
Among concrete walls, taking over everything
What I am sure of on me, you can't rely on anyone but yourself
Even the cops don't really like me... in the end
The Latin blood that still runs through my veins
Makes me be like Al Capone... you know
R x 2:
You can say prayers
Miracles will happen
But what you sow, you reap
Run, run. good boys are coming
When the fairy tales were happening
People created the laws
Then they defined the parties
Today, the cards have been thrown away
The conflict has changed the weapons
In order to knock down the targets
Today's armors are vests
Which obstruct the bullets
But the blood still flows
Grim images give the news
Lately, the voices are being used
DNA tests, acts
And still the signs can't be seen
Like the fights would end
The guard has gathered its forces
To try to take our streets
Maybe next year I'll say:
R x 2:
You can say prayers
Miracles will happen
But what you sow, you reap
Run, run. good boys are coming
Bo-bo-bo-bo-boys