Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Friends & Foes, artist - Higher Brothers. Date of issue: 04.08.2019
Song language: Chinese
Friends & Foes(original) |
| Yeah |
| Chinatown |
| Higher Brothers worldwide, uh |
| Who you gonna call? Took his last breath |
| Thrilla in Manila, I’m a killer and a chef (Woo) |
| Clash him with a passion (Woo) |
| Top-notch assassin |
| Stand him up, sit him down (Sit him down) |
| Run away, I run him down (Run him down) |
| I spin around and kick him down |
| Higher Brothers, Dogg pound (Yeah, yeah) |
| We up in Chinatown (Alright, alright) |
| Few friends but many foes (Alright, alright) |
| All cons and no pros |
| No rules so anything goes |
| Kick back, sit back, and enjoy another episode |
| Chinatown, 做着我的勾当 (Ooh) |
| Mic check, 功夫 chef |
| 到处流浪 (流浪) |
| 红色血液在黄皮肤里流淌 (Hey) |
| Hold on, 没有时间给你投降 (Yeah) |
| 刀枪棍棒 锅碗瓢盆 |
| 我从我的武馆走到 kitchen (Hah) |
| 教训敌人 给我稍息立正 |
| 保护爱我的人 I don’t need fake friends |
| 我的烹饪本领 来自南京 (南京) |
| 独家配方 贡献给了餐厅 (餐厅) |
| 会的菜式 多得就像绕口令 (绕口令) |
| 客人来得再多 我们都搞得定 |
| 我太 shining, 他必须戴副墨镜 (Yeah) |
| 功夫秘籍藏在师傅给我写的信 |
| 我对着镜子挥动拳头 有事你先走 |
| 最大的挑战就是和我自己较劲 (Ooh) |
| Chicken fried rice 你想免费加点 beef |
| 这里行不通 我会踢向你的屁股 |
| Oh Lord 阿弥陀佛 (Hah) |
| 坏人被我关到洞里 面壁思过 (Yeah uh) |
| 你带的随从 一个都没用 |
| 从佛山到旧金山 他们叫我飞鸿 |
| 我看你没懂 还在做美梦 (Yeah) |
| 我一个人能单挑你整个 label |
| Chinatown, 做着我的勾当 (Ooh) |
| Mic check, 功夫 chef |
| 到处流浪 (流浪) |
| 红色血液在黄皮肤里流淌 (Hey) |
| Hold on, 没有时间给你投降 (Yeah) |
| 刀枪棍棒 锅碗瓢盆 |
| 我从我的武馆走到 kitchen (Hah) |
| 教训敌人 给我稍息立正 |
| 保护爱我的人 I don’t need fake friends |
| 我手里食材丰富搭配出来很奢侈 |
| Wippin', wippin' like playing table tennis |
| Best wishes 送给家人还有 enemy |
| 他们都在我的周围我也分不清 |
| 左勾拳 右勾拳, yeah (Uh uh) |
| 偷袭我的人躲在后面, ayy |
| 我的双眼就像老鹰 (Bird) |
| 猎物靠近 挑衅 锁定目标然后被我搞定 (Bird, bird) |
| Baby 靠着我的肩膀 |
| 我手里握着太阳 眼里藏着月亮 |
| 熟悉的味道飘洋过海来自故乡 |
| 把所有地方都能变成我的厨房 |
| 酒吧的后巷 黑帮的根据地, uh |
| 面具在头上 跑去了森林里, uh |
| 在街上 我霸气外放 (外放) |
| 等待我的对手们来上门拜访 (Yeah) |
| Chinatown, 做着我的勾当 (Ooh) |
| Mic check, 功夫 chef |
| 到处流浪 (流浪) |
| 红色血液在黄皮肤里流淌 (Hey) |
| Hold on, 没有时间给你投降 (Yeah) |
| 刀枪棍棒 锅碗瓢盆 |
| 我从我的武馆走到 kitchen (Hah) |
| 教训敌人 给我稍息立正 |
| 保护爱我的人 I don’t need fake friends |
| (translation) |
| Yeah |
| Chinatown |
| Higher Brothers worldwide, uh |
| Who you gonna call? Took his last breath |
| Thrilla in Manila, I’m a killer and a chef (Woo) |
| Clash him with a passion (Woo) |
| Top-notch assassin |
| Stand him up, sit him down (Sit him down) |
| Run away, I run him down (Run him down) |
| I spin around and kick him down |
| Higher Brothers, Dogg pound (Yeah, yeah) |
| We up in Chinatown (Alright, alright) |
| Few friends but many foes (Alright, alright) |
| All cons and no pros |
| No rules so anything goes |
| Kick back, sit back, and enjoy another episode |
| Chinatown, doing my thing (Ooh) |
| Mic check, Kung Fu chef |
| wandering around (wandering) |
| Red blood flows in yellow skin (Hey) |
| Hold on, there's no time for you to surrender (Yeah) |
| Knives, Guns, Sticks, Pots and Pans |
| I walked from my martial arts gym to the kitchen (Hah) |
| teach the enemy a lesson, give me a little rest |
| Protect those who love me I don’t need fake friends |
| My cooking skills from Nanjing (Nanjing) |
| Exclusive recipe contributed to the restaurant (Restaurant) |
| There are as many dishes as tongue twisters (word twisters) |
| No matter how many guests come, we can handle it |
| I'm too shining, he has to wear sunglasses (Yeah) |
| The secrets of kung fu are hidden in the letter that the master wrote to me |
| I waved my fist in the mirror, you go first |
| The biggest challenge is to compete with myself (Ooh) |
| Chicken fried rice you want to add some beef for free |
| It won't work here I'll kick your ass |
| Oh Lord Amitabha (Hah) |
| The bad guy was locked in a hole by me and I thought about it (Yeah uh) |
| None of the entourage you brought is useless |
| From Foshan to San Francisco, they call me Feihong |
| I don't think you understand, you're still dreaming (Yeah) |
| I can single out your entire label |
| Chinatown, doing my thing (Ooh) |
| Mic check, Kung Fu chef |
| wandering around (wandering) |
| Red blood flows in yellow skin (Hey) |
| Hold on, there's no time for you to surrender (Yeah) |
| Knives, Guns, Sticks, Pots and Pans |
| I walked from my martial arts gym to the kitchen (Hah) |
| teach the enemy a lesson, give me a little rest |
| Protect those who love me I don’t need fake friends |
| The ingredients in my hand are rich and it is very luxurious. |
| Wippin', wippin' like playing table tennis |
| Best wishes for family and enemy |
| They're all around me and I can't tell the difference |
| Left hook Right hook, yeah (Uh uh) |
| The man who attacked me hides behind, ayy |
| My eyes are like eagles (Bird) |
| Prey close, provocate, lock on target and get me (Bird, bird) |
| Baby leaning on my shoulder |
| I hold the sun in my hand and the moon in my eyes |
| Familiar tastes come from hometown |
| Turn any place into my kitchen |
| the back alley of the bar the gang's stronghold, uh |
| mask on head ran into the forest, uh |
| On the street, I'm domineering (Outside) |
| Waiting for my opponents to come visit (Yeah) |
| Chinatown, doing my thing (Ooh) |
| Mic check, Kung Fu chef |
| wandering around (wandering) |
| Red blood flows in yellow skin (Hey) |
| Hold on, there's no time for you to surrender (Yeah) |
| Knives, Guns, Sticks, Pots and Pans |
| I walked from my martial arts gym to the kitchen (Hah) |
| teach the enemy a lesson, give me a little rest |
| Protect those who love me I don’t need fake friends |