Текст и перевод песни Stano feat. Matt_ - Nikey Freestyle

Nikey Freestyle

Horu zlata daj mi
Nosíme len Nikey
Nosy hore high kick
Nosy dole lajny
Žijeme low life
Nič nevyprávaj mi
Nechcem žiadne bájky
Chceme zlaté mic-y
Horu zlata daj mi
Nosíme len Nikey
Nosy hore high kick
Nosy dole lajny
Žijeme low life
Nič nevyprávaj mi
Nechcem žiadne bájky
Chceme zlaté mic-y
Nič nepamätám si
Nič nepamätám si
Nič nepamätám si
Žijem ako tak
Žijem low life
Pilate to už povedal si
Žijeme ako blázni
Nič nepamätám si
Nemáme nič aj tak máme všetko
Mám teba bitch, raz budem mať s tebou decko
Teraz máme tripy yeah
Divné ako Trippie Redd
Napoly žiť jak hippie yeah
Napoly robiť hity yeah
Napoly som napoly yeah
Stratila sa pointa
Ty neprovokuj more
Maťo má za pasom flintu
Bum

Ty si von, ja som dnu
Ty si dnu, ja som von
Kto je on
Motýľ, ou
Mám pri sebe osy yeah
Kľudne chodím bosý yeah
Pozor horenosi yeah
Lebo vás budú nosiť yeah
Yeah z hadov nosím opasok, lofasi
Kvôli hadom nosím kvér za pasom, podrazy
Kvôli hladu mojich štát zabasol, podrazil
Yeah oblížte vajca, namiesto kravaty povrazy
Horu zlata daj mi
Nosíme len Nikey
Nosy hore high kick
Nosy dole lajny
Žijeme low life
Nič nevyprávaj mi
Nechcem žiadne bájky
Chceme zlaté mic-y
4:20 ráno
Volá Pilate haló
Brácho robím nový album zopár barov?
Okej kapi idem na to
Vypínam fón a
Sedím na pláži a píšem tento shit
Pijem Malibu na Malibu
Červené Marlboro
V pohári mám Haribo
Picasso na stene
Pijeme picollo
A nohy v jacuzzi
Usmiaty popod
Á vlastne ja nemám fúzy
V hoteli na Broadway-i
V New Yorku
Práve som si bookol letenky na Hawaii
Checkuj moju instastory a bude to cool

Nikey Freestyle

Give me a mountain of gold
We only wear Nikes
Head held high, high kick
Heads down, lines
We live the low life
Don't tell me anything
I don't want any fables
We want golden mics
Give me a mountain of gold
We only wear Nikes
Head held high, high kick
Heads down, lines
We live the low life
Don't tell me anything
I don't want any fables
We want golden mics
I don't remember anything
I don't remember anything
I don't remember anything
I live as such
I live the low life
Pilate already said it
We live like crazy people
I don't remember anything
We have nothing yet we have everything
I have you, bitch, one day I'll have a child with you
Now we have trips yeah
Strange like Trippie Redd
Halfway living like a hippie yeah
Halfway making hits yeah
Halfway I'm halfway yeah
The point is lost
Don't provoke me anymore
Maťo has a gun at his waist
Boom

You're out, I'm in
You're in, I'm out
Who is he
Butterfly, ou
I have wasps with me yeah
I walk barefoot yeah
Beware of the stuck-up ones yeah
Because they will carry you yeah
Yeah I wear a belt of snakes, loafers
Because of snakes I carry a gun in my belt, betrayals
Because of the hunger of my state, he imprisoned me, betrayed me
Yeah suck eggs, instead of ties, ropes
Give me a mountain of gold
We only wear Nikes
Head held high, high kick
Heads down, lines
We live the low life
Don't tell me anything
I don't want any fables
We want golden mics
4:20 in the morning
Pilate calls hello
Bro, I'm making a new album, a few bars?
Okay, bro, I'll get on it
I turn off my phone and
I sit on the beach and write this shit
I drink Malibu on Malibu
Red Marlboro
I have Haribo in my glass
Picasso on the wall
We drink piccolo
And my feet in the jacuzzi
Smiling underneath
Oh yeah, I don't have a mustache
At the hotel on Broadway
In New York
I just booked my flights to Hawaii
Check my instastory and it will be cool