Текст и перевод песни El Nino - Bucatti

Bucatti

E bucatti, bucata te rupe
Tu dute si zile ca Nino erupe
Vulcandu' din Sud, sunt fenomenal
Flow nu-i tare, e direct astral
Si asta-i finalu', cănd dau finala
Ridică textu', nu loveste bara
Am țara in spate, reprezint
Rosu, Galben, Albrustru
Zi-mi ca asta-i momentul
Tu pune-ma in fata,
Rafalele dau in cubul de gheata
Sparg! Nu-ti uita da gradu, nu-i razboi
Asta-i Jihadu', Buff!
Sa iasa banu', bass-ul si toba sa sparga timpanu'
Gagici gramada mama, mama le vreau pe toate sa vina deodata
Bah! Gramezi zapada, viată buna, ciocalata
Alin Golanu-n Bucuresti, super tare, super fresh
Carduri, cash, platina, aur, am 7 capete
Zi-mi Balaur, Tezaur
1-2, proba proba cine-i cu noi?
Te-ai panicat palid ca un papanas
Si pana mai ieri te dadeai prin cartier mare borfas
Pasi, pasi te cunoastem fugi ca lasu'
Vrei sa imi sti numele? Poti sa-mi zici Nasu'
Am Kalashu', gata de lupta
Uite multimea-i toata muta
Scuip rapid, racheta, avion
In strada sunt Bugatti Veryron
100% original, te las masca de carnaval
Levital sa bagi la cap textu',
Uite industria, Nino si restu
Bu-Bucatti Bu-Bu Bucatti Bu-Bu...

Bucatti

Oh, Bugatti, you're so fast and fierce
Your speed and power make me feel so fierce
Hailing from the South, I'm a phenomenon
My flow's not just strong, it's outta this world
And this is the finale, the ultimate showdown
Elevate the lyrics, don't let them hit the ground
I've got my country behind me, representing the best
Red, Yellow, and Blue
Tell me this is my moment
Put me in the spotlight
My rhymes are like a flurry of bullets
But don't worry, it's not a war
This is a battle of skill, a holy war
May the money flow, the bass and drums explode
Beautiful women everywhere, I want them all right here
Stacks of cash, the good life
Alin Golan in Bucharest, so fresh and new
Cards, cash, platinum, gold, I'm a seven-headed beast
Call me the Dragon, the Treasure
1-2, 1-2, who's with us?
You're scared and pale, like a donut
Yesterday you were strutting around like the biggest boss
But now you're running away, like a coward
Want to know my name? You can call me the Godfather
I've got my Kalashnikov, ready to fight
Look, the crowd is silent
My rhymes are like rockets, like jets
On the streets, I'm a Bugatti Veryron
100% original, I'll make you look like a clown
Let my words sink in
Behold the industry, Nino and the rest
Bu-Bucatti Bu-Bu Bucatti Bu-Bu...