Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song HipHop Hybrid, artist - Kolera. Album song Kolostrofobi 2, in the genre Турецкий рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 24.02.2015
Record label: Kolera
Song language: Turkish
HipHop Hybrid(original) |
A couple lowlifes, sipping on Miller high life |
Scheming on how to get the dollar bill no matter how trife |
For the right price file a body down (down) |
Dig him in the ground (ground), hopefully he’s never found |
Because they’re trying to be a sicily counting on and Milly smoking the Philly |
in a New York minute, spending money |
It’s so splendid when your souls not anything, they sold theirself to the devil, |
because it’s easy to win it, pause |
What’s the cause of this? |
There are no laws in this, the living is fraudulent, |
back stabbing like the OJs |
Been hustling since the old days, rolling up in the Oldsmo |
Backwoods they blow slow right into the atmosphere |
No fear, no pressure, getting money is the pleasure |
Hip-Hop hybrid, open your eyelids |
Sago buyurdu beat’i, Chicago sundu Illa Ills’i |
Sokaktan aldık feyzi, bombayla doldu mevzi |
Bu şarkı hit baby, üzerine yeni bir giysi, hem de iyisi |
Kolera Rap’in façalı baby face’i |
Bir taşla yardım çok baş, telaşla kaçış kardaş |
Müzikle ben karındaş, benimle gel vatandaş |
Sözümle bul ağırbaş, sözümle sen dolup taş |
Taşıp dolup dağın aş, taşar yaşın işin yaş |
Uyan lan, bak, «Yuvarlak», dedi, «Dünya.», Macellan |
Sözüm kimine ateş gelir, tutmaya çalışır maşaylan |
Dalga geçilmez paşaylan, bu işler olmaz alaylan |
Acı bizde gerçek, senin çektiğin halay lan |
Yiyecek ekmek lazım, yaşanmıyor havaylan |
Adalet mi bulacağını sandın tencereylen, tavaylan? |
Bizler aşkı-meşki bildik Âdem ile Havva’ylan |
Fark etmiyor rengi-mengi, insan aynı ruhtan! |
Illâ ki Illa Ills ve Kolera Rap Küheylan |
Hip-Hop hybrid çakar kibrit, yaktım ateşi, yaylan |
Hip-Hop hybrid, open your eyelids |
Hip-Hop |
(translation) |
A couple lowlifes, sipping on Miller high life |
Scheming on how to get the dollar bill no matter how trife |
For the right price file a body down (down) |
Dig him in the ground (ground), hopefully he's never found |
Because they're trying to be a Sicily counting on and Milly smoking the Philly |
in a New York minute, spending money |
It's so splendid when your souls not anything, they sold theirself to the devil, |
because it's easy to win it, pause |
What's the cause of this? |
There are no laws in this, the living is fraudulent, |
back stabbing like the OJs |
Been hustling since the old days, rolling up in the Oldsmo |
Backwoods they blow slow right into the atmosphere |
No Fear, no pressure, getting money is the pleasure |
Hip-Hop hybrid, open your eyelids |
Sago ordered the beat, Chicago delivered Illa Ills |
We got the light from the street, the position was filled with bombs |
This song is a hit baby, a new outfit on it, and better |
Cholera Rap's fringed baby face |
Help with one stone is a lot of head, run away in a hurry brother |
With music I'm your wife, come with me citizen |
Find it with my word solemnly, with my word you will overflow |
Overflowing over the mountain, your age overflows, your work is wet |
Wake up, look, "Round", he said, "Earth." Magellan |
My word, fire comes to some, tries to keep it, tongs |
You can't be mocked, pashayla, these things can't be done |
The pain is the truth in us, the halay you pulled |
Need food, bread, can't live |
Do you think you will find justice, pots and pans? |
We knew love-meshki Adam and Eve |
It doesn't matter the color-mengi, people are from the same soul! |
Surely Illa Ills and Cholera Rap Küheylan |
Hip-Hop hybrid strobe match, lit fire, bow |
Hip-Hop hybrid, open your eyelids |
Hip Hop |