Die zwei kenn ich English translation
von Capital Bra feat. King Khalil
Die zwei kenn ich Lyrics Übersetzung
Ah yes bra
Uff, Bra, hah
Yes, Bra, ah
Come on, brother, come on, come on, ah
Double-digit prison sentences, it's all about the chalk
Love for the brothers, bullets for the enemies
And now these people see what I mean
When I say, "This Bratan stays the same" (brra)
Capi, what's your secret recipe? No plan
Because of my income, my Benz can drive alone (wrmm)
If I want, I'll fuck all German rap single-handedly (come on)
Or send you contract killers from the Balkans (ahh)
No plan (uff) who you think you are (who?)
Yes, I see, you buy Bentleys and fur (shu)
We buy villas, we buy hotels
You don't talk about money, money speaks for itself
Is it an art form or is it about sales? (Ah)
How much Para has the Bratan already stashed away? (How much?)
Does he chart at one, does he chart at a hundred?
Bratan, I release as my Yarak feels like (brra)
This chalk makes you dependent (yes, bra)
And the prison sentences are double digits (uff)
Yes, it's been a long time (ah)
But you say, "I know these two!" (brra)
This chalk makes you dependent (yes, bra)
And the prison sentences are double digits (ah)
Yeah, it's been a long time (ah, yeah)
But you say, "I know these two!"
Getaway car full of chalk, drive up the prices again (oh)
No doubts, tell the enemies it's business as usual (uh)
Make yourselves quiet like patrons, much too hot where I live
If cops kick in the door, throw the white stuff out of the balcony, bro
Poof, poof, Mary Jane
Fly like Emirates, kick your babyface (pah, pah)
We stay awake whenever you sleep
Bun in the S coupe, power like the NSA (uh)
In the charcoal white jersey of Madrid
Sit dazed in court, but save my face (yes, yes)
Ticked all my life, put the dough on the table
God forgive our sins, this place is crazy
Ah, ah, how times pass
So many stones on the way, today we're smashing the game
Come on, brother, come on, come on, we'll take over
Team Kuku, Bra music, Berlin lives (brraa)
This chalk makes you dependent (yes, bra)
And the prison sentences are double digits (yeah)
Yes, it's been a long time (uff)
But you say, "I know these two!" (come come)
This chalk makes you dependent (yes, bra)
And the sentences are double digits (oh, collegiate)
Yes, it's been a long time (ah)
But you say, "I know these two!"
No one will survive
I'ma fuck you up (what?)
I'm lighting your ass up
It's real, you feel?
Team Kuku, Bra Music (you slapped up)
Uff, Bra, hah
Yes, Bra, ah
Come on, brother, come on, come on, ah
Double-digit prison sentences, it's all about the chalk
Love for the brothers, bullets for the enemies
And now these people see what I mean
When I say, "This Bratan stays the same" (brra)
Capi, what's your secret recipe? No plan
Because of my income, my Benz can drive alone (wrmm)
If I want, I'll fuck all German rap single-handedly (come on)
Or send you contract killers from the Balkans (ahh)
No plan (uff) who you think you are (who?)
Yes, I see, you buy Bentleys and fur (shu)
We buy villas, we buy hotels
You don't talk about money, money speaks for itself
Is it an art form or is it about sales? (Ah)
How much Para has the Bratan already stashed away? (How much?)
Does he chart at one, does he chart at a hundred?
Bratan, I release as my Yarak feels like (brra)
This chalk makes you dependent (yes, bra)
And the prison sentences are double digits (uff)
Yes, it's been a long time (ah)
But you say, "I know these two!" (brra)
This chalk makes you dependent (yes, bra)
And the prison sentences are double digits (ah)
Yeah, it's been a long time (ah, yeah)
But you say, "I know these two!"
Getaway car full of chalk, drive up the prices again (oh)
No doubts, tell the enemies it's business as usual (uh)
Make yourselves quiet like patrons, much too hot where I live
If cops kick in the door, throw the white stuff out of the balcony, bro
Poof, poof, Mary Jane
Fly like Emirates, kick your babyface (pah, pah)
We stay awake whenever you sleep
Bun in the S coupe, power like the NSA (uh)
In the charcoal white jersey of Madrid
Sit dazed in court, but save my face (yes, yes)
Ticked all my life, put the dough on the table
God forgive our sins, this place is crazy
Ah, ah, how times pass
So many stones on the way, today we're smashing the game
Come on, brother, come on, come on, we'll take over
Team Kuku, Bra music, Berlin lives (brraa)
This chalk makes you dependent (yes, bra)
And the prison sentences are double digits (yeah)
Yes, it's been a long time (uff)
But you say, "I know these two!" (come come)
This chalk makes you dependent (yes, bra)
And the sentences are double digits (oh, collegiate)
Yes, it's been a long time (ah)
But you say, "I know these two!"
No one will survive
I'ma fuck you up (what?)
I'm lighting your ass up
It's real, you feel?
Team Kuku, Bra Music (you slapped up)
Writer(s): Bra Capital, Konstantin Scherer, Vincent Stein, Kalil Aubeidy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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