Текст и перевод песни Sugoi Kimono - stratil som veľa, získal som viac

stratil som veľa, získal som viac

Haha, ako ani ma to nejak extra nejebe
Veď, stratil som veľa ale získal som viac

Baggy shit, Vivienne Westwood bag hoe
Motorsport, cashout, run it up fast hoe
In and out, a tým nemyslím jedlo
Je to jak heist v GTA 5 bro

Jebem ju no nepoznám jej meno
Pod jazykom benzo potom necítim si telo
V ruksaku je gas, gas oblaky jak nebo
Gas čo ti dá facku a nie jak to tvoje seno

(Yeah, yeah)

Stratil som veľa (Veľa, yeah)
Získal som viac (facts)
Stratil som veľa (Veľa, yeah)
Získal som viac

Baggy shit vždy keď vojdeme do klubu
Príliš veľa kecal, schytal železo na hubu
Som unikátny, jak ty si boli a budú
Baggy jeany on, vyhodíme klub do vzduchu

Som next up, ovládam scénu jak voodoo
Čierna mágia v mojom moshpite necháš dušu
Mám vás všetkých prečítaných, groupie daj mi pokoj

(Yeah, yeah)

Stratil som veľa (Veľa, yeah)
Získal som viac (facts)
Stratil som veľa (Veľa, yeah)

Baggy shit, Vivienne Westwood bag hoe
Motorsport, cashout, run it up fast hoe
In and out, a tým nemyslím jedlo
Je to jak heist v GTA 5 bro

Jebem ju no nepoznám jej meno
Pod jazykom benzo potom necítim si telo
V ruksaku je gas, gas oblaky jak nebo
Gas čo ti dá facku a nie jak to tvoje seno

lost lots, gained more

Haha, how come I don't really care about it
After all, I lost a lot but gained more

Baggy shit, Vivienne Westwood bag hoe
Motorsport, cashout, run it up fast hoe
In and out, and I don't mean food
It's like a GTA 5 heist, bruh

I fuck her but I don't know her name
Benzo under my tongue then I can't feel my body
There's gas in my backpack, gas clouds like the sky
Gas that will slap you in the face, not like your cheap shit

(Yeah, yeah)

I lost a lot (A lot, yeah)
I gained more (facts)
I lost a lot (A lot, yeah)
I gained more

Baggy shit every time we enter the club
He talked too much, he got hit with an iron fist
I'm unique, like you were and will be
Baggy jeans on, we'll blow up the club

I'm next up, I control the scene like voodoo
Black magic in my mosh pit you'll leave your soul
I've read you all, groupie leave me alone

(Yeah, yeah)

I lost a lot (A lot, yeah)
I gained more (facts)
I lost a lot (A lot, yeah)

Baggy shit, Vivienne Westwood bag hoe
Motorsport, cashout, run it up fast hoe
In and out, and I don't mean food
It's like a GTA 5 heist, bruh

I fuck her but I don't know her name
Benzo under my tongue then I can't feel my body
There's gas in my backpack, gas clouds like the sky
Gas that will slap you in the face, not like your cheap shit