Текст и перевод песни Bixi Blake - TRIO

TRIO

Geri dönemem, inan bana çok geç
Taktım arabaya twin turbo roll cage
Beklemeni söylemiştim sana, oh babe
Supermodels olmak ister şimdi homemates
Hazırlatıyorum günde bi′kaç kokteyl
First class shit, extendo clip, Kale'den manzara trip
Atar güvercinler her gün her türlü flip
Giydik kızıl outfit ama yok bur′da hiç crip

Verdim energy, hayran kaldı enemy
Kim vurduya git'ce'n oğlum, aynı JF Kennedy
Yo soy El Blako mahallem, İzmir′de Medellin
Ödedik bedeli, ödedik bedeli
Ner′de limuzin, ner'de red carpet?
Sürtük dolduğu vakit iyi çek bunu Tapik
Derin bizde pockets, RPG rockets
Memo got M16′s, sürer beyaz bi' Benz dawg
Yok stress, money dancin′, kaltak gelsin
Louis, Fendi, aktık Beamer, Bentley
Dolu benzin, indim derine, doldu genzi
Kurşun geçirmez araba, bütün ekip yarasa
Aldım eski sürtüğümü geri, sanki Karabağ
Full mühimmat taramalar bakar iki tarafa
Gidemi'ce′n cehenneme bile, gönder'ce'm arafa
Maskeli üç ya da beş kişi
Kafamız da zehir gibi, leş bi′ şi′
Smith Wesson, Colt, Glock, seç bi' şi′
Atıp durdum meşgule o bad bitch'i

Ha-hah, ay
I′m gonn' have to call u back, back, baby
I′m with the gang, gang, gang now, ha-hah
Oh, wow

Hele İbo n'aptın bize kekecito? (Oh, woah)
Karıştırdım gin'ime de Pellegrino
Valentino Blako sürer El Camino
Kahve kilo kilo, mi amigo
Salam alaikum, yemiyo′z bacon
Blacc G Wagon, sürtüğüm Megan
Öksürür Walther, sanarsın dragon
These niggas cappin′
I'm back in the hood
Like show me what′s happenin'
Homie New line cinema
Çekmiş gibi sanki hayatımı, di′ me lan?
Action movie nigga, yaşamazsın dilemma (asla)
Tutma sakın asla hayalleri minimal (hey)

Koca 105 hawk'em
Savaşa gidiyo′z kalkın
Doyacak artık tüm halkım ya da
Oluca'm sana bi' problem hom′z
Top Gun, Maverick
Yüzümüz ışığa çevrik
Geceler edemez tevkif bizi
Gazla Eleanor′u Memphis, nigga, what?
I'm gone in 60 seconds, piyasada tekiz (ay)
Geldim dokuzuncu köye, yanar arkamda sekiz (ay)
All my niggas ruthless, all these mothafuckers reckless (ay)
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TRIO

I can't go back, believe me it's too late
I put a twin turbo roll cage in the car
I told you to wait, oh babe
Supermodels want to be homemates now
I make a few cocktails a day
First class shit, extendo clip, scenic trip from the castle
Atar pigeons flip all kinds of everyday
We wore a red outfit, but there is no crip in bur

I gave energy, admired enemy
Go to who shot you, my son, the same J.F. Kennedy
Yo soy El Blako my neighborhood, Medellin in Izmir
Paid paid the price, we paid the price
Where is the limousine, where is the red carpet?
Pull it well when the bitch is full, Tapik
We have deep pockets, RPG rockets
Memo got M16's, it lasts white bi' Benz dawg
No stress, money dancin', let the bitch come
Louis, Fendi, Aktik Beamer, Bentley
Full of gasoline, I went deep, it's full genzi
Bulletproof car, the whole team bat
I got my old bitch back, it's like Karabakh
Full ammunition scans look at both sides
Even if you can't go to hell, I'll send you to purgatory
Three or five people in masks
Our head is also like poison, a carrion' shi'
Smith Wesson, Colt, Glock, pick a 'chi'
I've been throwing away, keeping busy, that bad bitch

Ha-ha, the moon
I'm gonna' have to call u back, back, baby
I'm with the gang, gang, gang now, ha-hah
Oh, wow

Especially Igbo, what did you give us kekecito? (Oh, woah)
I mixed it up with my gin de Pellegrino
Valentino Blako rides El Camino
Coffee kilo kilo, mi amigo
Salami alaikum, yemiyo's bacon
Blacc G Wagon, my bitch Megan
Coughing Walther, you think dragon
These niggas cappin'
I'm back in the hood
Like show me what's happenin'
Homie New line cinema
It's like he took my life, di me?
Action movie nigga, you won't live dilemma (never)
Don't ever keep dreams to a minimum (hey)

Husband 105 hawk'em
We're not going to war, get up
Will all my people be fed now or
I'll be a'problem for you hom'z
Top Gun, Maverick
Our faces are turned to the light
The nights can't hold us
Throttle Eleanor, Memphis, nigga, what?
I'm gone in 60 seconds, we're the only one on the market (ay)
I came to the ninth village, it burns behind me eight (months)
All my niggas ruthless, all these motherfuckers reckless (ay)
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