Schüsse im Regen English translation
von Samra

Yeah, ah!
Brute love, outside we are thieves (wuah)
Raid on Sprint 'cause we need for the rent (pah, pah, pah, pah)
Even in the sandpit nobody could touch me
I attack, take initiative (yeah)

I come from the bottom
Holes in the things and the stomach empty (wallah)
Wallah, ask Cataleya
Today I do laps at night
Suddenly everything is black, no more colors
Drunk again in a Panamera

Wrist 70k, everyone's panicking
Benzer G-Wagon, style the haircut (rrah)
Undercover Colt, my gun is loaded (pow, pow)
Get the cloth and then escape with the wagon

The bitch takes the MDMA
Hit the gas, 300 km/h (rrah, rrah)
No time to waste
I came to finish this shit, rrah


Gas up in the AMG
I'm dazed again
Counted the balls
Shots are fired in the rain
Buy′ gold from Cartier
And you have to live with it
Sawed off shotgun
Shoot first and talk later

Too much money in the account, I only see it digitally (haha)
No matter what happens, we stay criminal (pah-pah)
Only Mama always knew what I was up to
The murder weapon is loaded in the sports bag (rrah)

Roll' on Chrome, Jacky, Tramadol (roll')
I've got a sore throat, brother, bring me Marlboro Menthol
My senses are numb, who's foe, who's friend? (wuah)
Many paths were wrong, but I didn't regret a single step, rrah

Tek-tek, there's six kilos in the backpack (six-six-six)
'Cause sometimes you don't have a choice in this sleazy town (six-six-six)
I just thought every day: "Where do I get the coal from?"
Sony, Universal, this boy is worth a million

Hit after hit after hit after hit, wuah
Take the gun and push and push and push (pow-pow-pow-pow)
Blood flows on the blue jeans for a look (wuah)
Because we shoot first, then talk (rrah)


Gas up in the AMG
I'm dazed again
Counted the balls
Shots are fired in the rain
Buy′ gold from Cartier
And you have to live with it
Sawed off shotgun
Shoot first and talk later