Lyrics of Blokk Raiders - Blokkmonsta, SpaceGhostPurrp, Yung Simmie

Blokk Raiders (original)

Ich bin ein Raider wie Spaceghost
Komm mit Klan in dem Rücken zur Schiesserei
Töte die Fake-Hoes
Wer bringt den ray-flow wie auto Mac-Ten
Wenn die Kugel dir folgt hilft dir auch kein wegrennen
Ich bin Rap-Representer ein Pilger der Street
Sowie Simmie und (?), ich bin down mit den G’s
Auch wenn ich manchmal schiess', hab ich Liebe zur Hood
There’s six million ways to die, understood?
It’s six million ways to die
One gun, two chicks and a ride
And all my niggas gone' ride
What’s on they mind;
homicide
And you can look in my eyes
See the fire and the flames, get fried
I’m from two-seven-five
From miami to germany, we live
Wir sind Blokk Raiders und Klan
Klamotten in schwarz, unterm' Shirt scharfe Knarren
Du siehst uns nicht kommen, nein wir sind plötzlich da
In der Nacht, diese Fright Night wird zu deinem Grab
There’s six million ways to die, you don’t want it
You don’t really want my niggas to come through, get on it
Put your body in the bodybag
You don’t really want these problems man
We will turn your ass into a fag
Drag queen, whatever you want, beef shit
War time coming through yea we on street shit
It’s nothing to me, you know how I do it man
When it comes to murder shit, you know my niggas shooting man
AK’s and all that, you better duck
Ain’t no duck, you fuckin' round' me you get bust
What the fuck, that’s what you niggas is when we rolling up
Fucking with me, bullets to your head
Then get the bucks put em' on his head, yea what I said
Put the price-tag on his head, now his ass dead
War time, it’s the death time for you
Grim reaper with this rap shit, yous' a gone
Wir sind Blokk Raiders und Klan
Klamotten in schwarz, unterm' Shirt scharfe Knarren
Du siehst uns nicht kommen, nein wir sind plötzlich da
In der Nacht, diese Fright Night wird zu deinem Grab

(translation)

I'm a raider like spaceghost
Come to the shootout with the Klan behind you
Kill the Fake Hoes
Who brings the ray-flow like auto Mac-Ten
If the bullet follows you, running away won't help you either
I'm a rap rep, a pilgrim of the street
As well as Simmie and (?), I'm down with the G's
Even if I shoot sometimes, I love the hood
There's six million ways to die, understood?
It's six million ways to die
One gun, two chicks and a ride
And all my niggas gone' ride
What's on they mind;
homicide
And you can look in my eyes
See the fire and the flames, get fried
I'm from two-seven-five
From miami to germany, we live
We are Blokk Raiders and Klan
Clothes in black, sharp guns under the shirt
You don't see us coming, no, suddenly we're there
In the night, this fright night becomes your grave
There's six million ways to die, you don't want it
You don't really want my niggas to come through, get on it
Put your body in the bodybag
You don't really want these problems man
We will turn your ass into a fag
Drag queen, whatever you want, beef shit
War time coming through yea we on street shit
It's nothing to me, you know how I do it man
When it comes to murder shit, you know my niggas shooting man
AK's and all that, you better duck
Ain't no duck, you fuckin' round' me you get bust
What the fuck, that's what you niggas is when we rolling up
Fucking with me, bullets to your head
Then get the bucks put em' on his head, yea what I said
Put the price tag on his head, now his ass dead
War time, it's the death time for you
Grim reaper with this rap shit, yous' a gone
We are Blokk Raiders and Klan
Clothes in black, sharp guns under the shirt
You don't see us coming, no, suddenly we're there
In the night, this fright night becomes your grave