Paroles et traduction Bonde da Stronda - 5 Maluco

5 Maluco

Cinco malucos chegaram
Todos de carro tunado
Nego já tinha avisado que cedo ou mais tarde
Esses cara brotavam e brotou
Eu quero o meu copo de uísque
Smoke, smoke, weed
Smoke, smoke, weed

Inteligente
Mais conhecido como gerente
Ouro no dente, duas correntes
Sempre rodeado de bastante gente
To ligado no que tá rolando
Meu bonde inteiro fumando
Dez, quinze manos tá sufocando
Foda-se, não fica me regulando

Eu vou logo avisando
O moleque gosta muito
E vai dar merda se geral for junto
Vou no segundo, carro preto da firma
Chapadão de hash
Buscando as menina

Desce devagar, rebola de novo
Acompanha meu olhar
Prefere o que é perigoso
Desce devagar, rebola de novo
Acompanha meu olhar
Prefere o que é perigoso

Infinitas garrafas
Não é pra cabeça fraca, não acaba
Todas essas minas não querem ir pra casa
Cena de filme rolando na mente geral tá ciente do som
Várias jogadas com meus camaradas
Palavra embolada, só vive doidão

Copo cheio, coração vazio
Ó que intriga, se contenta em olhar
Mas não vem seguir minha vida
Quer saber se eu sou pica
Pergunta pra essas minas
Não quebra meu clima (não quebra meu clima)

Lugar tá lotado demais
Sua conta batendo 20 mil reais
As minas se envolvendo querendo até mais
E meu bonde aqui dentro tá igual racionais
Já colamos no espaço bagulho tá o aço
Relaxo e com um trago
Ainda trago meu braço (trago meu braço)
Faz o que eu digo não faz o que eu faço (faz o que eu faço)

Iludimos o baile
Gostou? Vem com o pai
Em turnê na europa de marola
Ou quem sabe dubai
Luxo, tirando grana trocando o fluxo
Três tuchos de contenção
Com grave absurdo

Cinco malucos chegaram
Todos de carro tunado
Nego já tinha avisado
Que cedo ou mais tarde
Esses cara brotavam e brotou
Eu quero o meu copo de uísque
Smoke, smoke, weed
Smoke, smoke, weed

5 Crazy Guys

Five crazy guys arrived
All in tuned-up cars
The guy had already warned that sooner or later
These guys would show up, and they did
I want my glass of whiskey
Smoke, smoke, weed
Smoke, smoke, weed

Smart
Better known as the manager
Gold in his teeth, two chains
Always surrounded by a lot of people
I'm plugged into what's going on
My whole crew is smoking
Ten, fifteen guys are choking
Fuck it, don't you regulate me

I'm letting you know right now
The kid likes it a lot
And it's gonna be a mess if everyone goes together
I'm going in the second, black car of the firm
High on hash
Looking for the girls

Come down slowly, shake it again
Follow my gaze
She prefers what is dangerous
Come down slowly, shake it again
Follow my gaze
She prefers what is dangerous

Endless bottles
It's not for weak heads, it doesn't end
All these girls don't want to go home
A movie scene playing in my mind, everyone is aware of the sound
Several plays with my comrades
Slurred speech, only lives stoned

Glass is full, heart is empty
Oh, what an intrigue, she is content with looking
But don't come following my life
You want to know if I'm a dick
Ask those girls
Don't break my mood (don't break my mood)

The place is too crowded
Your bill is hitting 20 thousand reais
The girls are getting involved, wanting even more
And my crew in here is like the Rationals
We've already glued ourselves to space, things are dull
I relax with a drag
I still bring my arm (I bring my arm)
Do as I say, don't do as I do (do as I do)

We teased the dance
Did you like it? Come with me
On tour in Europe, on the drift
Or maybe Dubai
Luxury, getting money, changing the flow
Three pops of containment
With absurd bass

Five crazy guys arrived
All in tuned-up cars
The guy had already warned
That sooner or later
These guys would show up, and they did
I want my glass of whiskey
Smoke, smoke, weed
Smoke, smoke, weed