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Mi Casa

Bolesni mamojebach se vratio...
Siggystroo... Na beatu...
Prepoznaj igru brate...

Pusti da predjem na temu danas svako bi da kariben
Baja je na ulici ludje i u decembru
A kako zive vi to nemojte me pitati,ti cak i kupi novine
Tu sigurno ce pisati,prihod,minimalac,taj uma ilegala
Zivi zivot kriminala,tesko reci neka hvala,(sranje)
Ne da da pobegnem pa Bog neka mi pomogne
Ja gresio sam dusu samo vrha da se domognem
Pa tesko onome ko puca lako kao staklo
Sa prosecno klinca ide od prilike ovako
Na izbeg pulover da pokriva revolver
Tu je sisata kurva i novi "rein zover"
Na nasoj ulici k'o u jebenoj ludnici
Gde sustizu nas udarci,pendreci i pundaci
Uvek cuje se po kraju,majke ubrzano staraju
Jer osnovci sluze paju!

Mi casa,su casa
Nemas ni da hasas,sest asa i basta
Gledas iz basa,oooo,a klinci beze od murije
I uvek pucas prvi uvek tu znas da ubijes...

De-devedesete jos zive audi iz stare navike
Pa nemoj da se cudis ako skinu ti te patike
Obratite paznju na to pogledaj da nas pratite
Daj dugove da platite da svaki dinar vratite
I budete cisti i pred Bogom i pred ljudima
Srbija ti ubija to srce u grudima
Laki na orozu iz pola u prolazu
Sad se krije lako potezu pa budite na oprezu
Ko je na potezu lovac ili volina
Mafija il' vlada,to je glavna tema novina
K'o konjina tarinta sali kratka ti je plata
Kad u 20 kvadrata sanjas gajbu na 2 sprata
Upravo tako a sa kesom si na murici
Visis na ulici k'o na jebenoj udici
Zivot arene a sise su u pudlici ne
Postujes pravila i eto te u sudnici.

Mi casa,su casa
Nemas ni da hasas,sest asa i basta
Gledas iz basa,oooo,a klinci beze od murije
I uvek pucas prvi uvek tu znas da ubijes...

Mi Casa

Dumbass motherf*cker came back...
Siggystroo... On the beat...
Recognize the game, bro...

Let me get to the point today, everyone wants to act rich
It's cold on the streets, people are out even in December
But don't ask me how they survive, you can even buy a newspaper
It'll definitely say, income, minimum wage, that illegal phase
Living a life of crime, hard to say thank you, (bullshit)
Can't escape, so may God help me
I've sinned my soul just to reach the peak
So tough luck for those who break like glass
For an average kid, it goes something like this
Hide a revolver under a sweater on the run
There's a busty slut and a new "rein zover"
On our street, it's like a fucking madhouse
Where our blows, truncheons, and bullets meet
You always hear around the neighborhood, mothers age prematurely
Because elementary school kids are serving time!

My house, your house
You don't have much choice, six aces and that's it
You watch from the jail, oh, and the kids run from the walls
And you always shoot first, you always know how to kill here...

The nineties still live on, Audi cars from old habits
So don't be surprised if I strip you of those sneakers
Pay attention to this, watch and follow us
Come on, pay your debts so you can return every penny
And you'll be clean before God and before people
Serbia kills that heart in your chest
Armed and dangerous, out of nowhere
Now hide easily, dodge, and be on your guard
Who's in charge, the hunter or the prey
The mafia or the government, that's the main topic in the news
Like a money-hungry beast, your income is short
When in 20 square meters you dream of a house with 2 floors
That's right, and with cash you're on the hook
You hang on the street like bait on a goddamn fishing line
Life's a battlefield, and boobs are in a box, right?
Follow the rules and there you are in court.

My house, your house
You don't have much choice, six aces and that's it
You watch from the jail, oh, and the kids run from the walls
And you always shoot first, you always know how to kill here...