Paroles et traduction B.U.G. Mafia - E chiar asa, frate - Radio Edit

E chiar asa, frate - Radio Edit

E chiar asa frate?
Da e chiar asa frate.
Zici ca-i asa frate?
Sa mori e chiar asa frate?
E chiar asa frate?
Stii ca-i asa frate.
E chiar asa frate.
(Uzzi) 1:
Ne plac baietzii care asculta mafia
Cred ca stiti asta.
De asta nu ne vom lasa
Ne-am depasit conditia
Uite de ce ii deranja
De ce?
Injur??
Le dau sa suga pa
Pentru ca nu vor scapa
Cine stie?
Pa mea
Fiindca se intreaba daca este chiar asa
Baieti care dau in cap pt. zece mii de lei
Bati care dau in cap sa fie baietei
Baieti care dau in cap pe o mie de parai
Baieti care iti iau masina chiar daca n-o ai
Baieti care iti vand masina chiar daca ti-au luat-o
Baieti care baga pa in pyzda bai fato
Baietii care vand sau trag cochiana
Baieti care vand sau trag ma
Baieti care vand-fac bani peste noapte
E chiar asa frate? E chiar asa frate?
Nu mai baieti adevarati care stiu sa mearga mai departe
E chiar asa frate? E chiar asa frate?
(Caddi) 2:
O fi oare de la iarba care o fumez?
Sau de la stres am inceput sa delirez?
Tu ce crezi?
E oare doar imaginatie?
Realitatea care imi da atata inspiratie?
Sa fie intrebarea ta un test pt mn?
Sau poate lumea mea... nu e pt. tine
Cine stie?
Drogatzii poate nu-s adevarati?
Ori dealerii ce vand ha la drogatzi?
Davaua i-a facut pe fraieri sa isi piarda capu
LA DRACU
Ar vinde-o si pe ma-sa sa ia gramu
Gradu-n cartiere se masoara-n milioane
Sau in miliarde?
Cine pe cine arde?
Frate sa-ti mai zic ceva
Nu stii nu te baga
C. care suge pa pt bani iti ia si casa
Tot ce ai in casa
Si tot ce ai pe tine
Probeaz-o pe pielea ta daca nu ma crezi pe mine
Tine minte
Copca Niciodata nu-ti ajunge
Cere sa mai tragi
Te impinge sa mai bagi
Nu stii ce sa faci?
Nu stii ce sa crezi?
Vin-o in pantelimon si-ai sa vezi: E chiar asa
Uzzi: E chiar asa fratee Pentru toti mancatorii de cacat. la baietii din cartiere. Bucuresti Under
Ground Mafiaaa. Pe viață . Bulangiilor

Is It Really Like That, Bro? - Radio Edit

Is it really like that, bro?
Yeah, it really is like that, bro.
You think it's like that, bro?
Really, is it really like that, bro?
Is it really like that, bro?
You know it's like that, bro.
It's really like that, bro.
(Uzzi) Verse 1:
We like guys who listen to the mafia
I think you know that.
That's why we're not gonna let up
We've surpassed our limitations
That's why it bothers them
Why?
Because I curse?
I let them suck my
Because they'll never escape
Who knows?
Me
Because they wonder if it's really like that
Guys who smash heads for ten thousand lei
Chicks who smash heads to be tough
Guys who smash heads for a thousand bucks
Guys who take your car even if it's not yours
Guys who sell your car even if they stole it
Guys who put their in the girl's
Guys who sell or shoot up smack
Guys who sell or shoot up shit
Guys who sell and make money overnight
Is it really like that, bro? Is it really like that, bro?
No more real guys who know how to move on
Is it really like that, bro? Is it really like that, bro?
(Caddi) Verse 2:
Could it be from the weed I'm smoking?
Or from the stress, have I started to hallucinate?
What do you think?
Is it just imagination?
The reality that gives me so much inspiration?
Is your question a test for me?
Or maybe my world... isn't for you
Who knows?
Are the junkies maybe not real?
Or the dealers who sell stuff to the junkies?
The game has made the suckers lose their minds
DAMN
They'd even sell their mothers to get their fix
The grams in the hoods are measured in millions
Or in billions?
Who's burning who?
Bro, let me tell you something else
If you don't know, don't get involved
The bitches who suck for money will take your house
Everything in your house
And everything on your body
Try it for yourself if you don't believe me
Remember
The needle is never enough
It makes you shoot up more
It pushes you to do more
Don't know what to do?
Don't know what to believe?
Come to Pantelimon and you'll see: It really is like that
Uzzi: It really is like that, bro For all the shit-eaters. For the guys in the hoods. Bucharest Under
Ground Mafia. For life. Motherfuckers