Translation of the song lyrics Gengsta - Ajs Nigrutin

Gengsta (original)

Dule, pridrži mi pištolj
Dule, pridrži mi pištolj
Dule, pridrži mi pištolj
Samo da uzmem i otvorim šampanjac
Proveri samo da nije otkočen
Kol’ko se sećam bio je zakočen
Možda ima još par metaka unutra
Daj šampanjac, 'de je vutra
Vrati mi pištolj, Dule, bramadule
Da ispucam u kolena sve jebene kurve
Moram tako, zaslužile su kaznu
A posle ću da ubijem i gazdu
Gengsta, gengsta, gengsta, gengsta, gengsta
Imamo šampanjac i metaka kesa
Zato sad pred nama svaka devojka meša
Da ne bi išla kući u obliku leša
Kad uzmem pištolj i ja ubijem konobara dvaa
Lalalalala
Kad uzmem pištolj i ja ubijem konobara dvaa
Lalalalala
I svi u separeu, gengsta, gengsta
Svi pored separea, gengsta, gengsta
Svi u separeu, gengsta, gengsta
Svi pored separea, gengsta, gengsta
Daj mi tvoj pištolj, Duuule, bramadule
Jer sam svoj ispraznio na neke pandure
Samo da proverim da nije zakočen
Ja više gotivim kad je pištolj otkočen
Ako neki ortak krene da se breca
Imam da ga rokenem iz devetke na keca
Onda će keva na groblju da mu jeca
A ja ću da potrošim samo jedan metak
U separeu sedim, dok šabani se znoje
Smrde na one što sad prodaju heroen
Ustvari, nisam ja nego Dule, bramadule
Preko njega sam se oprao od gudre
Evo ti pištolj, Dule, bramadule
Da ne bi morao da pobijem sve ljude

Gengsta (translation)

Dude, hold the gun for me
Dude, hold the gun for me
Dude, hold the gun for me
Just to take and open the champagne
Just make sure it's not unfastened
As far as I remember, it was locked
There might be a few more bullets in there
Gimme the champagne, where's the fire?
Give me back the gun, Dull, brat
To shoot all the fucking whores in the knees
I have to, they deserved the punishment
And then I will kill the boss
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
We have champagne and bullet bags
That's why now in front of us every girl stirs
So that she would not go home in the form of a corpse
When I take the gun and I kill two waiters
Lalalalala
When I take the gun and I kill two waiters
Lalalalala
And everyone in the booth, gangsta, gangsta
Everyone by the booth, gangsta, gangsta
Everyone in the booth, gangsta, gangsta
Everyone by the booth, gangsta, gangsta
Give me your gun, Duuul, you brat
Because I emptied mine on some cops
Just to make sure it's not locked
I cook more when the gun is off
If a friend starts to fight
I have to rock him from the nine to the ace
Then the keva in the cemetery will sob for him
And I'm only going to use one bullet
I'm sitting in the booth, while the people are sweating
They smell like those who sell heroin now
Actually, it's not me, it's Dule, bradamule
Through it I washed myself from the gudra
Here's your gun, Dull, you brat
That I wouldn't have to kill all the people