Brraa
Give it to him!
Part 1
Say to all your boys:
I'll be there when there's stress, with the nine, if I have to, chaye
If you let mistakes slip through the cracks, rats will believe you're weak
If you pull the trigger, your name will continue to rise until you're in jail
Lawyer explains everything easily, collect contacts< br/>If you come out of the cell, chaye, fully equipped
From the little ticker to the straight crystal, break the jaw
Manslayer on skull, who do you want to threaten, Digga?
Containers, cocaine smuggling, buyers
Pay on quantity for Mele7 package of 18
Eyes are open, I'm in front of the judge for the second time
Are you years away from U- Imprisonment behind bars
For some it's a vacation like my brother Ali, head fuck without a cent
Pockets were empty, but no brothers left
Get out, mothers suffer because of money
Because Life between crazy people and junkies no longer tastes good
Feelings die out here in the district
You get everything you need here in the district
At night the lights are blue here in the district
Brothers step on the gas when shots are fired at competitors
Crisis, no sleep, waiting at the window for SEK
Part 2
Feelings die out here in the district, things happen quickly, chunks in Bag
Fill, chaye, plus do it while your boys fidget
*Bab bab*, shots fly through the windshield
Fuck mother, drink Long Island, kafa offline
Fuck mother, drink Long Island, kafa offline
/>Go all out, Digga, welcome to Dresdencity
Benzer full of Kalash, Kalash in the back seat, yallah, give him (brrr)
Your whole label on the street is wrong
Because you have to dance and listen to what your back is telling you
Loose easy, watch the lollipops bend
KMN walk to death, just look in the mirror for that
My brother goes gold, Don't blink an eye, we're running, pisser
Been here for years, but I'm looking down on you
Bad *ugh*, and you comedian are a rapper now
In your ghostwriter - Gangster world
Wallah, I'll make sure you catch bullets
*Pow pow*!
Feelings die out here in the district
You get everything you need here Quarter
At night the lights are blue here in the district
Brothers step on the gas when shots are fired at competitors
In crisis, without sleep, waiting at the window for SEK