Текст и перевод песни Dalsin feat. Cartel Mcs - Talibã

Talibã

É o crime de la créme eu fechado com o bonde do bong
Tentando escrever essa song
Os bacana apertando só dedo de kong
Quem pila pila aqui tranquila meu bonde é tribo tihuana
No rec deley na vanilla la ganja me traga cubana ei chefe
Nem olhava as streets e fila de biate no hall
No nipe boca dos beats pera que eu tô passando mal
Hei mal tá suave na habili saindo
Com essas gatas adoradoras de Cali
Quero um jeep pra eu por no Rally
E partir com a minha gata pro vale
Um drink caralho porra
Não sei de onde tá surgindo essa trip
E a gata lembrava a pitty antes dos 8 sex on the beach
Meu cap da blaze é o case
E o base rodou com os caras da equipe
T-rex 2. 0 flex eu fugi com ela no seu honda fit
Pretão ela metia o foot e no smart ela caçava uns raps
O canto da boca era sex quando ela cantava minhas tracks
After efects no men tudo bem faz o retorno e volta
Empolgada pulava e gritava novinho partiu Rj!
4 caixas na mochila
Bico verde os boys faz fila
Deixa a firma prosperar
Meti o gol por que não dava pra esperar
Escoltado no Waze
Palmeado nas waves
Você pode até não acreditar
Mas eu duvido esses cu me atravessar
Cartel Dalsin
No apetite do dim
Chapado de green nos traps pique Berlin
Rap trap game
Mais chapado que Lil wayne
Rage killing in the name
Paquistan e os haxi creme
As gatas gemem
Modelos querendo meu sêmen

Talibã

It's the crime de la créme, me locked in with the bong gang
Trying to write this song
The cool guys pressing only kong finger
Who grinds grinds here quietly, my gang is the Tihuana tribe
In the rec deley in the vanilla la ganja bring me Cuban, hey boss
I didn't even look at the streets and there was a line of biate in the hall
In the nipe mouth of the beats pear that I'm feeling sick
Hey, bad is smooth in the habili going out
With these girls who adore Cali
I want a jeep to put in the Rally
And leave with my girl for the valley
A fucking drink, damn
I don't know where this trip is coming from
And the girl reminded me of Pitty before the 8 sex on the beach
My blaze cap is the case
And the bass rolled with the guys from the team
T-rex 2.0 flex, I ran away with her in her Honda fit
Black girl she put her foot down and in the smart she hunted some raps
The corner of her mouth was sex when she sang my tracks
After effects in men, all right, make the return and go back
Excited, she jumped and shouted young man, let's go to Rj!
4 boxes in the backpack
Green beak the boys make a line
Let the firm prosper
I scored the goal because there was no time to wait
Escorted on the Waze
Palmed in the waves
You might not believe it
But I doubt these fuckers crossed me
Cartel Dalsin
In the appetite of dim
Stoned on green in the traps like Berlin
Rap trap game
Stoned more than Lil wayne
Rage killing in the name
Pakistan and the haxi creme
The girls moan
Models wanting my semen