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Kancelář

Na tachometru 50 (50)
Nemám důvod šlapat na pedál (na pedál)
Dobrá kára kámo jak se máš
Co? To není kára to je kancelář

Na tachometru 50 (50)
Žádný drobný jedem v raketách (v raketách)
Dobrá kára kámo jak se máš
Co? To není kára to je kancelář

Nevím jak voni, ale já
Uzavírám dealy v autě
Na telefonu každou minutu
Práce můžu sní vo pauze
Díky bohu mám kancl s výhledem
Jsem kdy chci, kde chci
650i zdovolením buzno
Zmiz mi z cesty

Nechci tu závodit,
Ale tak chápeš
Čas není zdarma. Pardon
Barva, peklo, sedačky, nebe
Do toho mi duní Harman Kardon
Nejeden banger co bourá kluby
Jsem napsal za volantem
Nejeden biznis by nebyl biznis
Kdybych tě nezavolal sem
Do mojí základny
Mojí kanceláře
Mojí komfort zóny
Dneska se bavíme v klidu
Ale dřív ha ha nonstop kódy
Baterky ven vole
Hudba naplno
To byly hezký časy
V kufru pět let na tvrdo
Zpomal tady to nechci prasit

Kára je kancl, hovory, zprávy
Hustleři chápou tenhle track
Nemít káru,
Tak mám píču na kontě
Jak jsem řek,
Ale já se vozím jak don
Věř mi už nikdy
Nebude stoka
Zvoní mi telefon
Končím
Tipni kde byla vyrobená ta sloka

Na tachometru 50 (50)
Nemám důvod šlapat na pedál (na pedál)
Dobrá kára kámo jak se máš
Co? To není kára to je kancelář

Office

On the tachometer 50 (50)
I have no reason to step on the pedal (on the pedal)
Nice car buddy, how are you?
What? This is not a car, it's an office

On the tachometer 50 (50)
No change, we're going by rocket (by rocket)
Nice car buddy, how are you?
What? This is not a car, it's an office

I don't know about them, but I
Conclude deals in the car
On the phone every minute
I can dream about work during the break
Thank God I have an office with a view
I'm wherever I want, whenever I want
650i with your permission, fag
Get out of my way

I don't want to race here,
But you get it, right?
Time is not free. Pardon
Color, hell, seats, heaven
To which the Harman Kardon thumps me
Many a banger that breaks clubs
I wrote at the steering wheel
Many a business would not be a business
If I hadn't called you here
To my base
My office
My comfort zone
Today we talk in peace
But before, ha ha, non-stop codes
Batteries out, man
Music at full blast
Those were good times
Five years hard in the trunk
Slow down, I don't want to screw this up

The car is the office, calls, messages
Hustlers understand this track
Not to have a car,
Then I had nothing in my account
As I said,
But I drive like a don
Trust me, never again
It will not be a gutter
My phone is ringing
I'm finishing
Guess where this verse was made

On the tachometer 50 (50)
I have no reason to step on the pedal (on the pedal)
Nice car buddy, how are you?
What? This is not a car, it's an office