Paroles et traduction Jala - Molotovljev Koktel (feat. Buba Corelli)

Molotovljev Koktel (feat. Buba Corelli)

Jala Ducatti vozi k'o koka periko
Vik'o vrijeme je novac, vazda
Na vrijeme se igl'o
Mala Jenija Iko, prvo je jeb'o pa slik'o
Dok djavo ceka sa rogom, sa robom ceka me Igor

Na vuju sipam joj Vigor, palim Molotov rigol, maksimalno toliko mi gori valdo i pivo
Suma ne ide suma, sumnjam da voli me iko
Na umu dusmane cuvam, pod jastukom
Cuvam pistolj

Po njoj crtam k'o kistom, voli belaj k'o Istok
Kuci Vori je mami, poslije jebem se s istom
Rolam flop isto k'o Skolja tristo
U dan s istom vers bravus, sve bi
Da tece navus
Vidi se Nostradamus

Nemoj da vam ja dam po bulji
Na rukama zuljevi i borba, na mukama ko sumi
Jurim sa kujama k'o Yuri Boyka, jurim 'sike od bloka
Ono lijeci studio-lokal, na vratu tvorza
Ne odlazim neka me placa k'o koka

Oni ne mogu da me ne vole
Stil bacam k'o tijela s dokaza
Oni ne mogu da me prebole
Jebem poput Siffredi Rocca
U igri, u oba mi oka kunem se
Nece stat' da se roka, sisao na gloka
Ne smije zavist srecu da uzme, tako mi Boga

Zovite 122, tu smo da pravimo djelo
Gori grad je lud i mlad
Pare bacam na t'jelo
Zovi 123, daj Zippo i Vodke jer znas da
Sve plane kao Molotovljev koktel

Gori alkohol u flasi, bacam Molotovljev koktel
Molotovljev koktel, mo-mo Molotovljev koktel

S ovom se slavom jedva nosam
Opet s drogama pretjer'o sam
Kucko, zovi me Samir Hurem, beat vozam k'o Audi r8
Osam boba progut'o sam
Do sad' osam joja srol'o sam
Dno sam, zlo sam, to sam, sto sam, vise od pola scene pojeb'o sam

Mnogi ne mogu ovim putem ic'
Kad kucke tucem izvucem bic
Na mobitelu cuvam klip
Gdje mi jaja lize
Soraja Vucelic

Puni para smo dok kurave karamo, ulicama haramo
Stalno varamo, znamo to da dusmani zele nama zlo
Oni zele da vide kako na pod padamo
Koka s nokta flow, postalo je opasno

Poslala poruku momku svom je da cemo ostat' do kasno
Ona zna za to pare oprasmo Bogovi ovog' hip-hopa smo
Reperima grob iskopasmo, poslije posla srolali topa smo

Hajmo se pobiti i dobiti robije
Ko ne rizikuje i ne dobije
Cora sa dvije gole drolje u sobi
One obije vole orgije
Kome se ne svidja novi Corelli, kurac me boli vise nego prije

Imam flow koji mora da te opije
Ostali su samo lose kopije
Imam pobjede, pisem vam povijest
Sve redom cu repere s temelja
Pomest'

Nek' obale svima, pusi
Mi ga kuja sto izgleda isto
Selena Gomez (isto)
Drzavi ne placam porez
Dok jeb'o sam je skin'o sam
Povez
Veceras sam spreman, da na vas zapucam k'o na golove Torres

Molotov Cocktail (feat. Buba Corelli)

Jala drives a Ducati like a chicken wears feathers
He always said "Time is money"
He was gambling on time
Little Jenija Iko, he fucked her first then took a pic
While the devil waits with his horn, Igor waits for me with the goods

I pour Vigor on her cunt, light a Molotov blunt, that’s how much my government and my beer are burning me
The suma doesn’t add up, I doubt anyone loves me
I keep my enemies on my mind, under my pillow
I keep my gun

I draw on her as if with a brush, she loves trouble like the East
At home, Vori calls her mommy, after that I'm fucking the same one
I'm rolling flop the same way Skolja rolls three hundred
With the same verses in a day, bravus, everything would
Flow upwards
Nostradamus can see

Don't let me give you one on the kisser
Sleeves rolled up, it's a fight, in pain like a forest
I'm chasing with the dogs like Yuri Boyka, chasing 'sike from the block
What heals is the studio-local, a watch on the neck
I'm not leaving, let them pay me like a chicken

They can't help but love me
I throw style like bodies from evidence
They can't get over me
I'm fucking like Siffredi Rocca on the road
In the game, I swear by both my eyes
It won't stop rocking, sucking on a Glock
Envy shouldn't take away happiness, so help me God

Call 122, we're here to make a scene
The city is burning, crazy and young
I throw money on that body
Call 123, give me a Zippo and Vodka because you know that
Everything goes up in flames like a Molotov cocktail

Alcohol burning in the bottle, I’m throwing a Molotov cocktail
Molotov cocktail, Mo-Molotov cocktail

I can barely handle this fame
I've overdosed on drugs again
Bitch, call me Samir Hurem, I drive a beat like an Audi R8
I've swallowed eight pills
I’ve rolled eight joints so far
I'm the bottom, I'm evil, that's what I am, I’ve fucked more than half of the scene

Many can't go this way
When I hit bitches I pull out my dick
I'm keeping a clip on my phone
Where she’s licking my balls
Soraja Vucelic

We're full of money while we fuck whores, we roam the streets
We cheat all the time, we know that enemies wish us harm
They want to see us fall to the ground
Cocaine from the nail flow, it's gotten dangerous

She texted her boyfriend that we would stay up late
She knows that we're blowing money, we're the gods of this hip-hop
We dug a grave for rappers, after work we rolled a blunt

Let’s fight and get jail time
He who doesn’t risk doesn’t gain
Girl with two naked whores in the room
They usually love orgies
Whoever doesn’t like the new Corelli, I don’t give a fuck more than before

I’ve got a flow that has to get you drunk
The rest are just bad copies
I have victories, I’m writing you history
I’m going to sweep all the rappers from the ground up
Sweep

Let them all blow, smoke
We’re fucking a bitch who looks the same
Selena Gomez (same)
I don’t pay taxes to the state
While I was fucking her I took off her
Clothes
Tonight I’m ready to shoot at you like Torres shoots goals