Текст и перевод песни Cash Flow feat. Yener Çevik - Küfür Bass

Küfür Bass

Bass, bass, küfür bass
Hepinize Jazz, bizim rap'imizi yaz
Bass, bass, küfür bass
Hepinize Jazz, bizim rap'imizi yaz

Bass, bass, küfür bass
Hepinize Jazz, bizim rap'imizi yaz
Bass, bass
Bass, bass

Her hafta diss bass, her hafta peace
47 karat ve arafta ciz
Burda silah da, serap da, relax da biz
En temiz işlerim yeraltı biz

Oyun kuralı koyana göre değişir
Azdan az, çoktan çok yetişir

Her hafta diss bass, her hafta peace
47 karat ve arafta ciz
Buda silah da, serap da, relax da biz
En temiz işlerim yeraltı biz

Oyun kuralı koyana göre değişir
Azdan az, çoktan çok yetişir

Yediğine içtiğine dikkat et biraz
Gece klüplerinde kaçak Chivas
Aslan sütü ver köfte ve piyaz
Estetikle hepsi Cameron Diaz

Şuraya boşlat biz gelicez
Koreye dek Kim Jong izleticez
Kim Jong Jonglara rap dinleticez
Pop'u da hoplattık gümleticez

Duyduk duymadık demeyin
Sırtımda motorcu yeleği
Bu da sihirli lambadan dileğim
Ödülün kırmızı çöl dikeni

Gülüm olamıcan bi'şeyim
Aklım gidiyo deli fişeğim
Tofaşta da lambayı geçeyim
Sokak edebiyatında da Nietzsche'yim

Her hafta diss bass, her hafta peace
47 karat ve arafta ciz
Buda silah da, serap da, relax da biz
En temiz işlerim yeraltı biz

Oyun kuralı koyana göre değişir
Azdan az, çoktan çok yetişir

Her hafta diss bass, her hafta peace
47 karat ve arafta ciz
Buda silah da, serap da, relax da biz
En temiz işlerim yeraltı biz

Oyun kuralı koyana göre değişir
Azdan az, çoktan çok yetişir

Bornova'lı doğduk, portakalı soyduk
Kahpeleri oyduk, afiyet olsun doyduk
Sokaklara sövdün
Gereksiz adamları övdün

Bi' baktım harbiden lafından döndün
Ak götü kara götü gördün, gülmekten öldüm
Elimize yaktım söndü, söndü
Bir sürü dostumu gömdüm

Gördün, kimi zaman dayak yedin kimi zaman dövdün
Lafını Jelibon ile böldüm
Bu hayatta ya siyah ol, ya beyaz
Grinin tam 50 tonunu gördüm, gördüm

Ölüyor dünya, insanları böldün
Kıvırdın kıvırdın aynı bir dansöz
Bu sefer moruğu ara sen çöz
Bize morçöz aynı porçöz gibi

Muchos, Panchos Teksas tipi
Mexican değil İzmir gangsta city
Ekran karardı fatality
Bizde hızlı yaşa erken öl mentality

Kankanın ibneye benziyor tipi
İnsan değil ama seviyoruz iti
Her haltı yeraltı kovalar beat'i
Daha pislik yazıyorum her yere feat'i

Her hafta diss bas, her hafta peace
47 karat ve arafta ciz
Buda silah da, serap da, relax da biz
En temiz işlerim yeraltı biz

Oyun kuralı koyana göre değişir
Azdan az, çoktan çok yetişir

Her hafta diss bass, her hafta peace
47 karat ve arafta ciz
Buda silah da, serap da, relax da biz
En temiz işlerim yeraltı biz

Oyun kuralı koyana göre değişir
Azdan az, çoktan çok yetişir

Swear Bass

Bass, bass, swear bass
Jazz, write our rap for all of you
Bass, bass, swear bass
Jazz, write our rap for all of you

Bass, bass, swear bass
Jazz, write our rap for all of you
Bass, bass
Bass, bass

Each week diss bass, each week peace
47 carats and a notch in between
Guns here, mirages here, and we're relaxed
My cleanest work is underground

Rules of the game change depending on who sets them
A little from a little, a lot from a lot, that's enough

Each week diss bass, each week peace
47 carats and a notch in between
Buddha and guns, mirages and relaxation, that's us
My cleanest work is underground

Rules of the game change depending on who sets them
A little from a little, a lot from a lot, that's enough

Watch what you eat and drink, a little bit
In nightclubs, smuggled Chivas
Give me lion's milk, meatballs and bean salad
With cosmetic surgery, they're all Cameron Diaz

Clear out the way, we're coming
We'll make Kim Jong watch us all the way to Korea
We'll make the Kim Jong-Jongs listen to rap
We'll make pop hop and then crash it

Don't say you didn't hear
A biker's vest on my back
This is my wish from the magic lamp
An award of red desert thorns

Baby, you can't be my rose
My mind is going, crazy bullets
Let me pass the light on the Tofaş
I'm a Nietzsche in street literature

Each week diss bass, each week peace
47 carats and a notch in between
Buddha and guns, mirages and relaxation, that's us
My cleanest work is underground

Rules of the game change depending on who sets them
A little from a little, a lot from a lot, that's enough

Each week diss bass, each week peace
47 carats and a notch in between
Buddha and guns, mirages and relaxation, that's us
My cleanest work is underground

Rules of the game change depending on who sets them
A little from a little, a lot from a lot, that's enough

We were born in Bornova, we peeled the oranges
We fucked the sluts, we enjoyed ourselves and got full
You cursed at the streets
You praised the useless ones

I looked and saw you really changed your words
You saw the white ass and the black ass, I died laughing
I lit it in my hand and it went out, it went out
I buried a lot of my friends

You see, sometimes you got beat up and sometimes you beat up
I divided your words with Jelibon
In this life, either be black or white
I saw exactly 50 shades of gray, I saw

The world is dying, you divided people
You twisted and turned like a belly dancer
This time, you solve the cod, you figure it out
It's like codfish to us, like salmon

Muchos, Panchos, Texas style
Not Mexican, but İzmir gangsta city
The screen went black, fatality
We have a live fast, die young mentality

Your buddy looks like a faggot
Not human, but we love the dog
The underground chases the beat for everything
I'm writing even dirtier everywhere

Each week diss bass, each week peace
47 carats and a notch in between
Buddha and guns, mirages and relaxation, that's us
My cleanest work is underground

Rules of the game change depending on who sets them
A little from a little, a lot from a lot, that's enough

Each week diss bass, each week peace
47 carats and a notch in between
Buddha and guns, mirages and relaxation, that's us
My cleanest work is underground

Rules of the game change depending on who sets them
A little from a little, a lot from a lot, that's enough