Текст и перевод песни Grogi - 90's Ghetto Kids

90's Ghetto Kids

90's Ghetto Kids
Grogi

Her şey bizim için, yeni bir gün, yeni hayat
O zaman, kafana takma
Yalana bakma
Salla kafanı ve tatava yapma

90's ghetto kids
Brok, Grogi
Bura İzmir Rap
Flow melodi

Her işte el izimiz var, gerisi mizah
Biz yapınca olur, delice Hip-Hop
O zaman hatırlarım, eski anıları
Çay içip açardık çarşıda, kafaları

Homie
Plaktan Boe B
Dinlerdik, Flow i'i
Lumberjack bot, Hilfiger Tommy

What's up?! Keyfim yerinde, birazda
Pislikten arın, hadi kayda gir, haspam
Tek dost Rap, yeap, West Coast trip
Pac, Dre, Eazy-E, we have a dream, nigga!

Sanarsın herkes gangsta, ellerinde uzi
N'aber kuzen? Müzik ruhumda, extra
Yayılır yurdumda, esrar
Kes lan, ciğerim olmuştu, mezba'a

Bunun farkınaysa, varamadık pek
Ara, ara Rap, kovaladık kafaları, Hep!
Kapıları Tep! Farkettik yaraları geç
Geldi vakit evet, hadi harıl, harıl Rap!

Her şey bizim için! İçin, için!
Bu gece gönlümüz ortamın, Richi, Rich'i
Unuttun işi, gücü, sahaba dek içip, içip
Bilirim kıskanır herkes, için, için

O zaman doksanlar, kasetler korsan!
Kaçar uykularım, TV'de "Süper Baba" yoksa!
Okul yolunda iç, Capri-sun
Bu soğuk kış günleri oluyor, sanki yaz

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90's Ghetto Kids

90's Ghetto Kids
Grogi

Everything is for us, a new day, a new life
Then, don't worry about it
Don't look at the lie
Shake your head and don't make tatava Tuesday

90's ghetto kids
Brok, Grogi
This Is Izmir Rap
Flow melody

We have our handprint on every job, the rest is humor
It happens when we do it, crazy Hip-Hop
Then I'll remember, old memories
We used to drink tea and open up in the bazaar, their heads

Homie
Boe B from The Record
We used to listen to Flow i
Lumberjack boots, Hilfiger Tommy

What's up?! I'm in a good mood, a little
Decant the filth, come on, get on the record, haspam
Single friend Rap, yeap, West Coast trip
Pac, Dre, Eazy-E, we have a dream, nigga!

You think everyone is gangsta, uzi in their hands
What's up, cousin? Music is in my soul, extra
It spreads in my country, marijuana
Cut it out, I had a lung, mezba'a

If there is a difference in this, we have not reached much
Dec, Dec Rap, we chased heads, Always!
Knock on the Doors! We noticed, pass the wounds
It's time, yes, come on, come on, Rap!

Everything is for us! For, for!
Our hearts go out to you tonight, Richi, Rich
You forgot the job, the power, drinking, drinking until the companions
I know everyone is jealous, for, for

Then it's the nineties, the tapes are pirates!
My sleep will run away, if there is no "Super Dad" on TV!
Drink on the way to school, Capri-the sun
These cold winter days are happening, it's like summer

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