Текст и перевод песни Xen feat. EAZ - Mit Dä Homies

Mit Dä Homies

1999, DC, im März bin ich izoge im
Herze no igfrore de Weg isch no wiit doch
Lerne vo mim Bro, vo Rap und au Hip-Hop
Doch zersh machi Beatbox
Ich lern, gsehn die Fans sind ready für Xen
Ich merk es isch ziit worde
Ich ha den au agfange uf Schwiizerdütsch
Es Paar hend gmeint die Parts hend Style drum fiireds d'Lüüt
Begriifeds hüt, wiel sie s'fühled
Min Brüeder het damals scho X-mal gseit, nimm das Mic, riss das Züüg
Het gmeint ich bliibe nüt
Doch de Pisser isch fliissig, bissig und will sich bewiise
Fiile a Ziile, schriibe und spitte vollgas
So dass jede Fan au das gliiche fühlt
Au wenn ich kei Geld mach sind all mini Träum gliich erfüllt
Seg mer was dich berüehrt
Dich so Stüürt
Egal ob die gliiche Lüüt
Machsch alles für sie und du wirsch gliich entüüscht, drum
Cruise mit de Homies dur d'Street
Roll that shit smoke weed
Jede Tag Beef mit de Police
PS underwegs im Jeep
Cruise mit de Homies dur d'Street
Roll that shit smoke weed
Jede Tag Beef mit de Police
Roll that shit smoke weed
Roll that shit smoke weed
Eh shut the fuck up, de Chlii redet
Ich ha ghört das de Pac lacht wenn ich rede
Was isch los, Brudi, Schach Matt, ich spitt jede
It's the bomb, wiel sie wüssed es isch verbi, Baby
Jede weiss 32 mis Revier, yara
Am beschte du seisch's all dine Lüüt, yallah
Ich wott Cash gseh Bentleys und Benz, alta
E frau wie Lisa Ann, wo min Jack alangt
En dicke Sack voll Weed ich bin gflashed, brotha
Roll mal eins oder zwei, bis es slang dada's, Jap
Ich chum straight usem Dreck, wallah
Und wenni sege s'tuet mir leid mein i's ernsht, Baba
Au wenn i's ab und zue mal schwer han du lernsch grad was
Ich wott risse, mini jungs seged damn, mach mal
Kicke 2, 3 Strophe and they say, damn brotha
Will de flow so dope, sho pervers jaja, jaja, jaja
Cruise mit de Homies dur d'Street
Roll that shit smoke weed
Jede Tag Beef mit de Police
PS underwegs im Jeep
Cruise mit de Homies dur d'Street
Roll that shit smoke weed
Jede Tag Beef mit de Police
Roll that shit smoke weed
Roll that shit smoke weed
Roll that shit smoke weed, ey, ey, ey, ey

With the Homies

1999, DC, in March I moved in
Heart still frozen, the way is still far, but
Learning from my bro, about rap and hip-hop
But first I do beatbox
I learn, see the fans are ready for Xen
I realize it's time
I also started in Swiss German
A few thought the parts had style, so the people celebrate it
Understand it today, because they feel it
My brother said X times back then, take this mic, tear this stuff up
He thought I would remain nothing
But the bastard is diligent, biting and wants to prove himself
Filing lines, writing and spitting full throttle
So that every fan feels the same
Even if I don't make any money, all my dreams are still fulfilled
Tell me what touches you
Controls you like this
No matter if it's the same people
You do everything for them and you get disappointed right away, so
Cruise with the homies through the streets
Roll that shit, smoke weed
Every day beef with the police
Horsepower on the go in the Jeep
Cruise with the homies through the streets
Roll that shit, smoke weed
Every day beef with the police
Roll that shit, smoke weed
Roll that shit, smoke weed
Eh shut the fuck up, the little one is talking
I heard Pac laughs when I talk
What's up, bro, checkmate, I spit on everyone
It's the bomb, because they know it's over, baby
Everyone knows 32 is my area, yara
You better tell all your people, yallah
I want to see cash, Bentleys and Benzes, old man
A woman like Lisa Ann, where my jack reaches
A fat sack full of weed, I'm flashed, brotha
Roll one or two, until it's slang dada's, Jap
I come straight out of the dirt, wallah
And even if they say I'm sorry, I mean it, Baba
Even if I have it hard from time to time, you're learning something
I want to tear it up, my boys say damn, do it
Kick 2, 3 verses and they say, damn brotha
Because the flow is so dope, so perverse haha, haha, haha
Cruise with the homies through the streets
Roll that shit, smoke weed
Every day beef with the police
Horsepower on the go in the Jeep
Cruise with the homies through the streets
Roll that shit, smoke weed
Every day beef with the police
Roll that shit, smoke weed
Roll that shit, smoke weed
Roll that shit, smoke weed, ey, ey, ey, ey