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Yalan

Anlatma bizlere yalan
Anladım hepsini tamam sus
Konuşma bizlere yalan
Yatsıya kadar mı yanıyo mum
Polise yalanı konuşur
Üstümde var hadi doluşun
Bu sana son sefer soruşum sadece mahallede mi bu oluşum
Hayır
Yalan
Sana takam kelepçeyi falan
Memurda satıcı sanar anlamaz ki bu bana geceden kalan mal
Elim kolum bağlı
Kafamda beats kulak sağır
İşler duraksar biz yoksak üstüne full hasar
Sakin olmalıyım biraz daha
Tehlike arz eder bilhassa
Kafam düştü tuna sar
Yalan
Anlatma bizlere yalan
Anladım hepsini tamam sus
Konuşma bizlere yalan
Yatsıya kadar mı yanıyo mum
Ghettolar sokakta kaçınız ha
Denk gelir sizin kaç katınıza
Tribün olursun maçımıza
Çizik yok faça var kaşımızda
Kaşemiz basılı silmesi zor
Kırmızı gözlerin sillesi bol
Rus pazarı bizlere yeni sezon
La be esnafı severim, avm soy
Zınk kafama giriyo napayım
Abi fırt aliyimde gidiyom
Ama kankası fırt alınca bitiyo
Sigara kafaya
Manita inada biniyosa banane ula
Bize kafa tutanları benzetiriz una
Ya da ona şuna buna
Bu da gidiyo hoşuna
Sonra kukuna hiroşima gibi çökeriz başına
Yalan
Anlatma bizlere yalan
Anladım hepsini tamam sus
Konuşma bizlere yalan
Yatsıya kadar mı yanıyo mum

Lie

Don't tell us lies
I understand everything, okay, be quiet
Don't talk to us lies
Is the candle burning until midnight
Telling lies to the police
I have it on me, come on and rob me
This is my last time asking you, is this formation only in the neighborhood
No
Lie
I will handcuff you
The cops think I'm a dealer, they don't understand that these are leftover drugs from last night
My hands and feet are tied
Beats headphones on my head, they are making me deaf
Things come to a halt when we're not around, full damage on top
I should calm down a little more
It's especially dangerous
My head fell into the Danube, I'm freezing
Lie
Don't tell us lies
I understand everything, okay, be quiet
Don't talk to us lies
Is the candle burning until midnight
How many ghettoes in the streets, huh
How many times do they beat your score
You'll be our cheering stand during our game
No scratch, there's a blade on our eyebrow
Our stamp is imprinted, hard to erase
A lot of slaps from red eyes
Russian market is the new season for us
Dude, I love street markets, rob malls
It's bothering my head, what should I do
Bro, let me get a beer and I'm leaving
But when his homie gets a beer he finishes it
Cigarette to the head
If a chick acts stubborn, who cares
We turn those who talk back to us into flour
Or into her, or him
This is pleasing to her as well
Then we drop on her head like a Hiroshima in her kitchen
Lie
Don't tell us lies
I understand everything, okay, be quiet
Don't talk to us lies
Is the candle burning until midnight