Текст и перевод песни Lucio101 feat. Omar101 - Henny & Hazy

Henny & Hazy

Hennessy und (Henny) Hazy in Lung'n (Hazy)
Ist nicht gesund, bringt mich nicht um (nein)
Ich kipp nicht um (nein), alles läuft rund
Kripos mit Funk (Shit) riechen mein Skunk (Shit)
Legen Auge auf die Gang (Gang, Gang)
Doch bei meinen Jungs wird nicht gesung'n

Hennessy und (Henny) Hazy in Lung'n (Hazy)
Ist nicht gesund, bringt mich nicht um (nein)
Ich kipp nicht um (nein), alles läuft rund
Kripos mit Funk (Shit) riechen mein Skunk (Shit)
Legen Auge auf die Gang (Gang, Gang)
Doch bei meinen Jungs wird nicht gesun-

I just took an L, but I bounced back
Traplife, I don't pay tax
She gimme' head, no wave caps
No breaks, I don't take naps
Just paper chasin', get straight bags
Safe p's, till I get stacks
Hit Lafayette and I pop tags

I don't do no braggin' (no braggin')
But I get to money, no slackin' (neva)
I go to work, no holiday
'Cause there lot of bags that I'm packin' (packin')

I'm doin' work, I ain't trappin'
Dem men, they do it for the fashion (gay)
With that Porsche under your faggots
When it all catches up, it's just tragic (mad)

And I'm out here with the brothers (gang)
Everyday different situations
9-5, I ain't got the patience
Cash in hand, keep it stainless (ching)

When my hands gets grabbed by the feds in the van
Next day I be on the papers (hey)
One band in my hands on the way to the dam
I spend all of your wages

Know they trippin', not much kippin'
Put two grams in the joint, I'm kiffin'
Get dem millis, that is the mission
Stepped out fresh, sauce I'm drippin' (drippin'-drippin')

Packs they fly, fly
Then I flip it (then I flip it)
How they talk crack cocaine
When they don't know how to whip it? (Hahaha)

That bug was way too big
I had to grind it and piff it (piff it, piff it)
That bum was way too big
I layed it down and I dicked it (dicked it, dicked it, dick that down)

Hennessy und (Henny) Hazy in Lung'n (Hazy)
Ist nicht gesund, bringt mich nicht um (nein)
Ich kipp nicht um (nein), alles läuft rund
Kripos mit Funk (Shit) riechen mein Skunk (Shit)
Legen Auge auf die Gang (Gang, Gang)
Doch bei meinen Jungs wird nicht gesung'n

Hennessy und (Henny) Hazy in Lung'n (Hazy)
Ist nicht gesund, bringt mich nicht um (nein)
Ich kipp nicht um (nein), alles läuft rund
Kripos mit Funk (Shit) riechen mein Skunk (Shit)
Legen Auge auf die Gang (Gang, Gang)
Doch bei meinen Jungs wird nicht gesung'n

Nachtaktiv in Eins-Null-Eins (Mitte)
Nimm ein'n Zug und du wirst high (ja)
Ich weiß echt nicht, was du meinst? (weh)
Dass wir Tiros sind? Auf keinsten

Von uns tockern euch die kleinsten
Zwei, drei Sorten, nur vom feinsten (ja)
Jiggo, was willst du beweisen?
Ach ja, du bist cool, du bist Eisenacher (pff)

Nenn mich Lucio, aka Scheibenknacker (weh)
Nenn mich Lucio, aka (skrr) dein Papa (weh)
Zünd ma' an und dein Kopf dreht sich so wie mein Crusher (nium)
Ich rauch noch zwei und reflektier mein'n Tag als Zeitraffer (ja-ja)

Momentan sippe ich Codein mit Capri-Sonne Monsteralarm
Ich nehm dir alles, außer deine Plomben im Zahn
Rufst du dann die Polizei, wirst du mit Bomben bezahl'n

Viel zu oft schon gesagt (oft schon gesagt)
Ich verchecke weiterhin Knospen im Park (Knospen im Park)
Aber nich' im Görli, wo du deine Packs holst
Dir dann einen Joint baust und dann kotzt von dem Gras, weh

Henny & Hazy

Hennessy and (Henny) Hazy in my lungs (Hazy)
It's not healthy, won't kill me (no)
I'm not falling over (no), everything's going smoothly
Cops with radios (Shit) smell my skunk (Shit)
They're keeping an eye on the gang (Gang, Gang)
But my boys don't sing

Hennessy and (Henny) Hazy in my lungs (Hazy)
It's not healthy, won't kill me (no)
I'm not falling over (no), everything's going smoothly
Cops with radios (Shit) smell my skunk (Shit)
They're keeping an eye on the gang (Gang, Gang)
But my boys don't si-

I just took an L, but I bounced back
Traplife, I don't pay tax
She gimme' head, no wave caps
No breaks, I don't take naps
Just paper chasin', get straight bags
Safe p's, till I get stacks
Hit Lafayette and I pop tags

I don't do no braggin' (no braggin')
But I get to money, no slackin' (neva)
I go to work, no holiday
'Cause there lot of bags that I'm packin' (packin')

I'm doin' work, I ain't trappin'
Dem men, they do it for the fashion (gay)
With that Porsche under your faggots
When it all catches up, it's just tragic (mad)

And I'm out here with the brothers (gang)
Everyday different situations
9-5, I ain't got the patience
Cash in hand, keep it stainless (ching)

When my hands gets grabbed by the feds in the van
Next day I be on the papers (hey)
One band in my hands on the way to the dam
I spend all of your wages

Know they trippin', not much kippin'
Put two grams in the joint, I'm kiffin'
Get dem millis, that is the mission
Stepped out fresh, sauce I'm drippin' (drippin'-drippin')

Packs they fly, fly
Then I flip it (then I flip it)
How they talk crack cocaine
When they don't know how to whip it? (Hahaha)

That bug was way too big
I had to grind it and piff it (piff it, piff it)
That bum was way too big
I layed it down and I dicked it (dicked it, dicked it, dick that down)

Hennessy and (Henny) Hazy in my lungs (Hazy)
It's not healthy, won't kill me (no)
I'm not falling over (no), everything's going smoothly
Cops with radios (Shit) smell my skunk (Shit)
They're keeping an eye on the gang (Gang, Gang)
But my boys don't sing

Hennessy and (Henny) Hazy in my lungs (Hazy)
It's not healthy, won't kill me (no)
I'm not falling over (no), everything's going smoothly
Cops with radios (Shit) smell my skunk (Shit)
They're keeping an eye on the gang (Gang, Gang)
But my boys don't sing

Nocturnal in One-Zero-One (Center)
Take a puff and you'll get high (yes)
I really don't know what you mean? (huh?)
That we're rookies? Not at all

Our youngest will knock you out
Two, three strains, only the finest (yes)
Jiggo, what do you want to prove?
Oh yeah, you're cool, you're from Eisenach (pff)

Call me Lucio, aka window breaker (huh?)
Call me Lucio, aka (skrr) your daddy (huh?)
Light it up and your head spins like my crusher (nium)
I smoke two more and reflect on my day as time-lapse (yeah-yeah)

Right now I'm sipping codeine with Capri-Sun Monster Alarm
I'll take everything from you except your fillings
If you call the police, you'll be paid with bombs

Said it too many times (said it too many times)
I'm still selling buds in the park (buds in the park)
But not in Görli, where you get your packs
Then you roll a joint and then throw up from the weed, huh