Džungla pamti sve Lyrics – Deniro
Singer: Deniro
Title: Džungla pamti sve
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Centar
Znaš me iz kraja
Rolex
Još jedan geto klasik
Samo za solitere
Džungla pamti sve
Samo za solitere
Džungla pamti sve
Reči tužno zvuče, lica nam se grče
Kad maske noć navuče, ulica te sebi vuče
Ulica te digne, ulica te spusti
Ulica te krsti, pa su lepljivi prsti
Ko vojnik u vrsti, praznoj čaši salutirač
Život loše produciras, sa ekipom se glupiraš
U parku na klupi, čuje se drži dim
Sprava kruži cim po cim, ekipa džoli sprži
Naduvane priče, komšiluk ko pedigre
Dilovanje, laka kinta, to zajebane su igrе
Kesica u džepu, u kesi količina
Nozdrvе, šamari, glumiš Al Pacina
Širi se vrućina, u bloku se frka kuva
Lako je biti dasa, kad ekipa leđa čuva
Kažeš da si jak, kume svaka čast
Ne kurči se u bloku, pičke besimo o hrast
Neko te je pevo, ko je čik pogodi
Klošari su glupi, pa lova ode gospodi
Džungla pamti sve, viri i kad žmuri
Zavrni slavinu, al’ na ulici procuri
Neko te je pevo, ko je čik pogodi
Klošari su glupi, pa lova ode gospodi
Džungla pamti sve, viri i kad žmuri
Zavrni slavinu, al’ na ulici procuri
Često sam prost iako poznajem bonton
Niš nije Hollywood, Užice nije London
Miran samo kada roba je sa tobom
Puko si ko kondom i čvršći nego kordon
U mome gradu deca igraju se bombom
Kad krenu naše rime sa planine kreće odron
Pazi, ne zaboravlja džungla
Kad jednom uđeš, teško izlazis iz kruga
Dali znaš kako je kad gubiš druga
Obraz kvasi suza, srce cepa tuga
Ovde bezbojna je postala i duga
Spas ti nudi neprijateljska ruka
Posle sranja, ne znaš šta i kuda
Nisi za ulicu zato što nemaš muda
Želiš da me vidiš, možeš me naći svuda
Sine sad čuvaj snagu ovo je tek prva runda
Otkad te znam hteo si sve da probaš
Želiš biti čvrst kao beton kojim hodaš
Nije tako, nisi više čvrst dečko
Gadro te je pojela, mekan si ko testo
Aha, a mi ovde još uvek jesmo
Medalja bledi jer ništa nije večno
Ne znas za igru, još manje da pratiš tempo
A mi batice pričamo vrlo tečno
Šta je dečko, neko te je pevo
Radio si sa pogrešnom klijentelom
Dobar sam, loš sam samo delom
Mojne da se foliras, ne treba ti prelom
Neko te je pevo, ko je čik pogodi
Klošari su glupi, pa lova ode gospodi
Džungla pamti sve, viri i kad žmuri
Zavrni slavinu, al’ na ulici procuri
Neko te je pevo, ko je čik pogodi
Klošari su glupi, pa lova ode gospodi
Džungla pamti sve, viri i kad žmuri
Zavrni slavinu, al’ na ulici procuri
Smotan je uz zluriju, u miksu tiŠ i sk#nk
Ekser dok te guta, asfalt pleše geto fank
Svaki dinar slavimo, jer ga teško pravimo
Život je krupan zalogaj, pa ga teško varimo
Sva ta piva popijena, imena, prezimena
Plač gradskih jena, let treptaja šurikena
Klinci prave sranja, onaj gradski fazon šta je
Po ko zna koji put kod sudije za prekršaje
Sedmi paviljon čeka, glava bila je šuplja
Tip u Zabeli valja, al’ je roba dvaput skuplja
Asfalt plako je u meni, al’ nisam suze broj’o
Ti si govno poj(e)o, kad si ekser poj(e)o
Samo za komšiluk rime cepam u bitu
Sa mikrofonom derem, po nadimku ti serem
Pljuješ Denira pičko, sisaj, ma još si zelen
Neko te je pevo, ko je čik pogodi
Klošari su glupi, pa lova ode gospodi
Džungla pamti sve, viri i kad žmuri
Zavrni slavinu, al’ na ulici procuri
Neko te je pevo, ko je čik pogodi
Klošari su glupi, pa lova ode gospodi
Džungla pamti sve, viri i kad žmuri
Zavrni slavinu, al’ na ulici procuri
Neko te je pevo, ko je čik pogodi
Klošari su glupi, pa lova ode gospodi
Džungla pamti sve, viri i kad žmuri
Zavrni slavinu, al’ na ulici procuri
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Džungla pamti sve – English Translation
93 through 1
Center
You know me from the end
Rolex
Another ghetto classic
Only for soliters
The jungle remembers everything
Only for soliters
The jungle remembers everything
The words are sad, our faces are spasm
When masks night pulls on, street you towing you
Street lifts, the street down
Street baptizes you, so they are sticky fingers
KO Soldier in type, empty glass Salutar
Life badly produce, with the team you fool
In the park on a bench, he is heard holding smoke
Device Circle CIM by CIM, JOLI FRB TEAM
Inflated stories, neighborhood co-pedigree
Realization, Laka Kinta, that is screwed games
Bag in your pocket, in a bag of quantity
Nozdrive, Shamari, Study Al Pacina
Wider heat, the bloke is cooked in the block
It’s easy to be dasa, when the team’s back keeps
You say you’re strong, godmother every honor
Not a dick in the block, p#ss# besimo o oak
Someone is singing you, who the chick is hit
The bums are stupid, so hunt goes to the Lord
The jungle remembers everything, pure and when he squats
Tailing tap, Al ‘on the street leak
Someone is singing you, who the chick is hit
The bums are stupid, so hunt goes to the Lord
The jungle remembers everything, pure and when he squats
Tailing tap, Al ‘on the street leak
I am often a simple though I know Bonton
Nis is not Hollywood, Uzice is not London
Calm only when the goods are with you
You’re just like a condom and tighter than cordon
In my town of children play a bomb
When they go our rhymes from the mountain moves a land
Watch out, doesn’t forget the jungle
Once you come in, you are hard to go out of the circle
Do you know how it is when you lose another
Cheek yeasts tears, the heart of tears of sadness
It has become a colorless thing here
Spas offers you an enemy hand
After sh#t, you don’t know what and where
You are not for the street because you don’t have balls
You want to see me, you can find me everywhere
Son USA Take care of this is just the first round
Since I know you wanted to try everything
You want to be as firm as a concrete you walk
Not so, you are no longer a solid boy
Gaso ate you, you softly
Yeah, and we are still here
Medal fades because nothing is eternal
You don’t know about the game, even less to follow the pace
And we a dude talk very fluently
What is the boy, someone is singing you
You worked with the wrong clientel
I’m good, I’m bad just with part
Mojne to foil, you don’t need a fracture
Someone is singing you, who the chick is hit
The bums are stupid, so hunt goes to the Lord
The jungle remembers everything, pure and when he squats
Tailing tap, Al ‘on the street leak
Someone is singing you, who the chick is hit
The bums are stupid, so hunt goes to the Lord
The jungle remembers everything, pure and when he squats
Tailing tap, Al ‘on the street leak
It is cushy with a villain, in a mix of touses and skunk
Nail while you swallow you, asphalt dances ghetto fank
Every single dinar we celebrate because we are hard to make
Life is a large bite, so hard to cheat it
All that beer Popijena, names, surnames
Weeping city yen, Flight of the blink of Suricene
The kids of real sh#t, that city phase what is
By who knows which way to misdemeanor judge
The seventh pavilion waits, head was hollow
The guy in Zabeli is rolling, but the goods are twice more expensive
Asphalt Plako is in me, but I’m not tearing the number
You are sh#t cave (e) o, when you are the nail of a
Just for the neighborhood of rhymes we splice in bit
With a microphone dear, by nickname you sh#t
You spit denira c#nt, suck, you are still green
Someone is singing you, who the chick is hit
The bums are stupid, so hunt goes to the Lord
The jungle remembers everything, pure and when he squats
Tailing tap, Al ‘on the street leak
Someone is singing you, who the chick is hit
The bums are stupid, so hunt goes to the Lord
The jungle remembers everything, pure and when he squats
Tailing tap, Al ‘on the street leak
Someone is singing you, who the chick is hit
The bums are stupid, so hunt goes to the Lord
The jungle remembers everything, pure and when he squats
Tailing tap, Al ‘on the street leak
Find more lyrics at lyrics.jspinyin.net
Lyrics Deniro – Džungla pamti sve
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