Текст и перевод песни Struka feat. Grzi - Drolje 3

Drolje 3

Ti plaćaš infostan i struju
Za tu nimfomansku kuju
Sinoć u Cineplexxu pip'o sam joj bulju
Gledali smo neko sranje, tipa Besne Ptice
Šta god, samo da dođem do njene tesne pice
Rek'o sam joj: "Bolje da smo pogledali Betmena"
I tad je uzela da mi ga sisa k'o ometena
Nemoj da si tužan, plus ružan si kad plačeš
Plus plakanje mi nekako ne ide uz muškarce
Jednom plak'o sam za pičkom, rek'o sebi nikad više
Jer za pičkom, šta? Plaču samo pičke
Tako je, to je stoprocentno pimp znanje
Čisto pimpovanje, tvrdokorno pimp stanje,
Pimp stanje uma, pimp kuma brate
Danas svako marko je
I svaka šuša misli da pimpovanje lako je
Pustim ih da se pale
Al' sažaljevam budale
Ti znaš moj steelo
Menjam kučke k'o kanale

Svaki put kad vide me u klubu
One postroje se kao da je kasting
Dok otvaram tu flašu, one mašu mi
I nadaju se da ću da ih častim
Al' pravi igrač kad te vidi zna te
Pravi igrač na tu priču neće pasti
Pa pazi kako pričaš sa mnom droljo
Bolje bi ti bilo da obuzdaš strasti

Pičke poput Bekvalčeve sisaju mi nožne palčeve
Dečiji dodatak spiskaju na kožne rančeve
Kada večera ona prosto nema apetita
Pošto najela se kita i prilično je sita
Kada podrigne, smrdi na karu
Takve su odrasle na beogradskom trotoaru
Moje krokodilske šuze liju krokodilske suze
Kada ih nabijem u njihove krokodilske guze
Da ja sam Stru, gorila pimp betonske džungle
Ja samo ispustim znanje na te mentolske vugle
Braću ponesu emocije, pa naprave dete kurvi
Posle plaču i prete, hoće da se svete kurvi
Kurva ne bi bila kurva, da nema kurvinske fore
Kurva ne da ti saglasnost da vodiš dete na more
Sve u svemu mali brate, probaj da upamtiš ovo (Šta?)
Pravu i ravu deli samo jedno slovo (O, da)

Svaki put kad vide me u klubu
One postroje se kao da je kasting
Dok otvaram tu flašu, one mašu mi
Nadaju se da ću da ih častim
Al' pravi igrač kad te vidi zna te
Pravi igrač na tu priču neće pasti
Pa pazi kako pričaš sa mnom droljo
Bolje bi ti bilo da obuzdaš strasti

Kita stalno je u grlu, zaglavljena k'o kost
Pa je stvorila tu naviku da diše na nos
Rekla je: "Baš ti dobro stoji taj pink i zebra dezen"
Pa je dodala: "Ma ložim te, ti si tebra kreten"
Rekoh: "Kurvo, jaka ti fora"
Da li treba da te podsetim da mala si drolja?
I da Siggy je pimp, to je sranje u krvi
Pa da šutnem tvoju bulju nazad u Svrljig
Previše si smešna, tripuješ se da si bad bitch
A pola grada, dobro zna da jebeš se za sendvič
Nekad gradske mačke sam jurio k'o besni pas
Kurve su me zvale Strulio Iglesas
Ali ne jer sam im pevao na uvce
Ovde svaki drugi džugac isevao ih kurcem
Glume glamur, potiču sa društvene margine
I ne razlikuju kavijar od sušene sardine
To su drolje

Svaki put kad vide me u klubu
One postroje se kao da je kasting
Dok otvaram tu flašu, one mašu mi
I nadaju se da ću da ih častim
Al' pravi igrač kad te vidi zna te
Pravi igrač na tu priču neće pasti
Pa pazi kako pričaš sa mnom droljo
Bolje bi ti bilo da obuzdaš strasti

Brzi odvedi ih u crkvu brate

Svaki put kad vide me u klubu
One postroje se kao da je kasting
Dok otvaram tu flašu, one mašu mi
I nadaju se da ću da ih častim
Al' pravi igrač kad te vidi zna te
Pravi igrač na tu priču neće pasti
Pa pazi kako pričaš sa mnom droljo
Bolje bi ti bilo da obuzdaš strasti

Svaki put kad vide me u klubu
One postroje se kao da je kasting
Dok otvaram tu flašu, one mašu mi
I nadaju se da ću da ih častim
Al' pravi igrač kad te vidi zna te
Pravi igrač na tu priču neće pasti
Pa pazi kako pričaš sa mnom droljo
Bolje bi ti bilo da obuzdaš strasti

Sluts 3

You pay the rent and bills
For that nymphomaniac bitch
Last night at the Cineplex, I touched her eye
We watched some crap, like The Birds
Whatever, just to get to her tight pussy
I told her, "We should've watched Batman."
And then she started sucking my dick like a maniac
Don't be sad, plus you're ugly when you cry
Plus, crying doesn't really go with men
Once I cried over a pussy, told myself never again
'Cause over pussy, what? Only pussies cry
That's right, that's one hundred percent pimp knowledge
Pure pimping, hardcore pimp state,
Pimp state of mind, pimp godfather bro
Nowadays every Tom, Dick and Harry is
And every bitch thinks pimping is easy
I let them burn
But I pity the fools
You know my steelo
I change chicks like channels

Every time they see me in the club
They line up like it's a casting
While I'm opening that bottle, they wave at me
And hope that I'll treat them
But a real player knows you when he sees you
A real player won't fall for that story
So watch how you talk to me, slut
You better curb your passions

Bitches like Bekvalac suck my toes
They spit children's allowance on my leather wounds
When it's dinner time she simply has no appetite
Since she had enough of my dick and is quite full
When she burps, it smells like curry
That's how they are raised on the Belgrade sidewalk
My crocodile shoes shed crocodile tears
When I shove them in their crocodile asses
Yes, I'm Stru, the concrete jungle gorilla pimp
I just drop the knowledge on those menthol burrows
Brothers carry emotions, then they make whore children
Then they cry and threaten, they want to take revenge on the whores
A whore wouldn't be a whore, if she didn't have whore tricks
A whore won't give you consent to take the child to the sea
All in all little brother, try to remember this (What?)
True and raw are separated by only one letter (Oh, yeah)

Every time they see me in the club
They line up like it's a casting
While I'm opening that bottle, they wave at me
They're hoping that I'll treat them
But a real player knows you when he sees you
A real player won't fall for that story
So watch how you talk to me, slut
You better curb your passions

The dick is always in her throat, stuck like a bone
So she developed the habit of breathing through her nose
She said, "That pink and zebra pattern really suits you"
And then she added: "I'm just kidding, you're a stupid dude"
I said: "Whore, strong game"
Do I need to remind you that you're a little slut?
And that Siggy is a pimp, it's shit in the blood
So I'll shove your eye back in Svrljig
You're too funny, tripping like you're a bad bitch
And half the city knows you fuck for a sandwich
I used to chase city cats like a mad dog
Whores called me Strulio Iglesias
But not because I sang to their ears
Here every other jughead fucked them with his dick
They act glamorous, they come from the social margins
And they can't tell caviar from dried sardine
They're sluts

Every time they see me in the club
They line up like it's a casting
While I'm opening that bottle, they wave at me
And hope that I'll treat them
But a real player knows you when he sees you
A real player won't fall for that story
So watch how you talk to me, slut
You better curb your passions

Brzi, take them to church, brother

Every time they see me in the club
They line up like it's a casting
While I'm opening that bottle, they wave at me
And hope that I'll treat them
But a real player knows you when he sees you
A real player won't fall for that story
So watch how you talk to me, slut
You better curb your passions

Every time they see me in the club
They line up like it's a casting
While I'm opening that bottle, they wave at me
And hope that I'll treat them
But a real player knows you when he sees you
A real player won't fall for that story
So watch how you talk to me, slut
You better curb your passions