Текст и перевод песни Patron feat. Ati242 - Çavo

Çavo

242 (prr)
Dumanı pasla, çavolar alayı panik atak
Sürekli "Hani bana?", sikimde mi Ati falan?
Cannabis'e kara sanarsın bana Hannibal amcık
Kana bulan çekerim seni batağa
Kafam atar atarım manitanı gece yatağa (ey)
Çıkamaz bebe geceleri sokağa
Hecelerim atağı alırken bu gece kapa (ey)
Klibe para yatarım sabah (ey)
Tripte kafam, sikeyim hatam ney?
Sikimden aşağı bütün yaptığın işler
Harbiysen gangster gelirim sokağına
Siktir lan tahtsa gözün, gel otur kucağıma
Aç bi' gözü bak ağ'za mama
Gelir adamı böyle tarz yaparlar
Ati rastalarla, dumanı pasla yarram
Ey, o, gene tik O.G
2 sene önce denedi Boe B
Kanadalı Çavo'nun adı Boe B
Dedi "Fuck'em eye on bitch!"
Bi' dumana zombi bu
242 digga, 242
Migos, Nicki, Wu Tang, Tupac, Biggie
Kafam matiz ah, babam hapis
Kapa perdeyi nigga karanlık iyi (brra)
Digga para bol değil ama yala Joint'i
Yala bana çok değil 2 kilometre uzak kafama
Dumanı alan sokuluyo' bacak arana
Beni kovalar homie, bipolar, çavolar
Seni yaralar mahallede maholar
Gelir paralar ati a bu çavolar
Seni bozarak a bu boku kovalar
Amacı karalamak digga
Kara kara düşün şimdi seni çavo
Çavo, çavo, çavo
Amacı yaralamak digga
Kara kara düşün şimdi seni çavo
Çavo, çavo, çavo
Amacı karalamak digga
Kara kara düşün şimdi seni çavo
Çavo, çavo, çavo
Amacı yaralamak digga
Kara kara düşün şimdi seni çavo
Çavo, çavo, çavo
Sokağın sesi bu tarafa tetik nigga
Köşede biz matiz kafası kriz
Gene hislerim donuk bana pisleme bebe
Karalistemiz dolu yeni disslere bebek
Yarrak isteyen tarafına koş
Bi' depar atarak doluyo zıvanam
Paparoz yakan amcana fuck yaparak
Katar'a kadar uzanan bi sigaraya pas
Veririm ata kan çevir onu çavolar
Geliyo' çatapat olabilir bak her an
Cebimde makaron manitamsa Makedon
Çavo rakip ol severim Haribo
Sana aşırı doz gelir 242
Koca kıçıyla poz verir kızın bana fitil
Digga kafamız zoom kaçırabiliriz ipi
Kaşınabilirim digga kaşına bi çizik gibi
O yüzden ayık ol ve çavo biraz rahatla (ey)
Kovala beni inatla kovala dur o melodimizi
Salaktan, ne anlar hiphoptan?
Bi' tarz yok laf anca tam ortada ganja
Tabanca da var yarala
Ama göt yalamandan ayar oluyom lan inan
Yaramaz çavolar karalar kafa dar ama alıştım inan

Amacı karalamak digga
Kara kara düşün şimdi seni çavoo

Çavo çavo çavo

Amacı yaralamak digga

Kara kara düşün şimdi seni çavoo
Çavo çavo çavo

Amacı karalamak digga
Kara kara düşün şimdi seni çavoo
Çavo çavo çavo

Amacı yaralamak digga
Kara kara düşün şimdi seni çavoo
Çavo çavo çavo

(Astral)

Çavo

242 (prr)
Pass the smoke, sergeants regiment panic attack
He kept saying, "What about me?", do I give a fuck, Horse or something?
You think cannabis is black to me Hannibal cunt
I'll get you covered in blood, I'll get you in a quagmire
I'll throw my head out, I'll throw your girlfriend to bed at night (o)
Baby can't go out on the street at night
Turn it off tonight while my syllables take the attack (ey)
I'll put money on the clip in the morning (ey)
Tripte my head, what the fuck is my mistake?
All the work you've done down my dick
If you are a gangster, I will come to your street
Fuck your eye if it's a throne, come sit on my lap
Open up an' look at the eye, mama'za
This is how they style the revenue man
With horse rastas, pass the smoke, yarram
O, O, tik O again.G
he tried it 2 years ago, Boe B
The Canadian Cavo's name is Boe B
She said "Fuck'em eye on bitch!"
This is a zombie in smoke
242 digga, 242
Migos, Nicki, Wu Tang, Tupac, Biggie
My head matiz ah, my father is in prison
Close the curtain nigga dark is good (brra)
Digga, money is not plentiful, but lick the Joint
Lick me, it's not much, it's 2 kilometers away from my head
Alan sokuluyo, who takes the smoke,' between the legs Dec
He's chasing me, homie, bipolar, sergeants
The mahos in the neighborhood who hurt you
Income is money, ati a these sergeants
By spoiling you, a chases this shit
The purpose of scribbling digga
Black black think about you now, sergeant
Chao, chao, chao
The aim is to injure digga
Black black think about you now, sergeant
Chao, chao, chao
The purpose of scribbling digga
Black black think about you now, sergeant
Chao, chao, chao
The aim is to injure digga
Black black think about you now, sergeant
Chao, chao, chao
The sound of the street triggers this way nigga
Around the corner we have matiz head crisis
My feelings are dull again, don't shit on me baby
Our blacklist is full of new diss baby
Run to the side that wants a cock
My mind is full of running away
By fucking your uncle who burned paparose
Pass a cigarette that goes all the way to Qatar
I'll give blood to the horse, turn him over, sergeants
There may be a 'crackling' coming, look at any moment
If I have a macaroon in my pocket, Macedonian
Cavo, be a competitor, I like Haribo
You will get an overdose of 242
She poses with her big ass, your daughter gives me a wick
Digga, our head zoom, we can miss the rope
I can scratch digga like a scratch on your eyebrow
So be sober and relax a little, sergeant (ey)
Chase me stubbornly chase stop that melody of ours
Idiot, what does he know about hip-hop?
There is no style, but right in the middle of the ganges
There is also a pistol wound
But I'm fine with your ass licking, believe me
Naughty sergeants scribble, the head is narrow, but believe me, I'm used to it

The purpose of scribbling digga
Black black think about you now, cavoo

Chao chao chao

The aim is to injure digga

Black black think about you now, cavoo
Chao chao chao

The purpose of scribbling digga
Black black think about you now, cavoo
Chao chao chao

The aim is to injure digga
Black black think about you now, cavoo
Chao chao chao

(Astral)