TĀ KĀ KUNGS Lyrics – Xantikvariāts, Hotte, Steps
Singer: Xantikvariāts, Hotte, Steps
Title: TĀ KĀ KUNGS
DJ Labvēligais Crips
Izroc sev bedri
Tā kā kungs, es jūtos tā kā kungs
Balti limuzīni, visu manu dzīvi
Ar mani plikadīda nav sinonīms
Tā kā kungs, es jūtos tā kā kungs
Kaut kā lately visi mani mīl
That sh#t can’t be real, gaidu giljotīnu
Tā kā kungs, es jūtos tā kā kungs
Balti limuzīni, visu manu dzīvi
Ar mani plikadīda nav sinonīms
Tā kā kungs, es jūtos tā kā kungs
Kaut kā lately visi mani mīl
That sh#t can’t be real, gaidu giljotīnu
Man grainds uz hastlu
Viss, ko graindo, graindo savus zobus
Zini savu lomu
Ņemu visu, nesu prom
Run it, run it, run it, run it
Mazais puika, ko tu dari
Vajag sūdu, tu man zvani
Bet lieki nerunā par mani
Uz galda darbarīki
Mana daļa sadalīta
Prātā traipi, galva tīra
Zemeslodi valda frīki
Neredzot es trāpu mērķī
Noķer L, tad sāku spēli
Papa Hotte dod man vēl
Viņa mani sauc par tēti
Labāk sūdu ātri bampo (cool)
Uz botām lieku pāris hundo (juu)
Uz bīta taisu flipus hot
Lecu iekšā es ar salto
Kad ārā paliek tumšs, go dumb
Hotte paliek dumjš
Guļu gultā, viņa man sūkā krānu
Es jūtos tā kā kungs
Tā kā kungs, es jūtos tā kā kungs
Balti limuzīni, visu manu dzīvi
Ar mani plikadīda nav sinonīms
Tā kā kungs, es jūtos tā kā kungs
Kaut kā lately visi mani mīl
That sh#t can’t be real, gaidu giljotīnu
Tā kā kungs, es jūtos tā kā kungs
Balti limuzīni, visu manu dzīvi
Ar mani plikadīda nav sinonīms
Tā kā kungs, es jūtos tā kā kungs
Kaut kā lately visi mani mīl
That sh#t can’t be real, gaidu giljotīnu
Jordanos un Kangol kepkā pastaigā kā kungs
Ārdos repā kā uz kreka būtu, trako kekls trūkst
Stādos ceļā, S T E P S, man ļoti patīk pūst
Visas čiksītes, kas šito dzird, iekš biksītēm sāk plūst
Jo jūtos tā kā kungs, manās biksēs atombumbas
Visas čikses nāk ar mums, iedod galvu, jo ir dumjas
Tagad draudi iedot galvā mums, kas nu tagad būs?
Vai runāsi kā kungs, kad pierē mirdzēs lāzeru punkts?
Koka pēdas uz iPhone ekrāna
Ložu grēdas sola, bet nekad netrāpa
Pisies uz 〈sola?〉, uz kājām vairs nestāvi
Nomaini toni pirms tos 〈asos?〉 tēlot
Izkarinam, ye, noziegumus
Mēs to izdarījām Hotte, xaņārs, Steps
Kungu brigāde, stundas sniedzam
Šī hūda zinātne
Tā kā kungs, es jūtos tā kā kungs
Balti limuzīni, visu manu dzīvi
Ar mani plikadīda nav sinonīms
Tā kā kungs, es jūtos tā kā kungs
Kaut kā lately visi mani mīl
That sh#t can’t be real, gaidu giljotīnu
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TĀ KĀ KUNGS – English Translation
DJ Favorite crips
Dig into the pit of yourself
Since the Lord I feel like the Lord
White limousines, all my life
With me a baldadide is not synonymous
Since the Lord I feel like the Lord
Somehow lately everyone loves me
That sh#t Can’t Be Real, I Waiting for Guillotine
Since the Lord I feel like the Lord
White limousines, all my life
With me a baldadide is not synonymous
Since the Lord I feel like the Lord
Somehow lately everyone loves me
That sh#t Can’t Be Real, I Waiting for Guillotine
I have a grain on the Hastla
All the raindo is graindo his teeth
Know your role
I take everything, bring away
Run it, Run it, Run it, Run It
Little boy what are you doing
Need sh#t, you call me
But don’t talk unnecessarily about me
On the table tools
My part divided
Mind stains, head clean
The globe is ruled by Friki
Not seeing I hit the target
Caught l, then started the game
Papa Hotte gives me yet
She calls me dad
Better sh#t fast Bampo (Cool)
On the bots, excess a couple of Hundo (Juu)
On the Bit making flush hot
Jump inside me with cold
When the outside is dark, go dumb
Hotte stays silly
Lying in bed, she sucks me a tap
I feel like the sir
Since the Lord I feel like the Lord
White limousines, all my life
With me a baldadide is not synonymous
Since the Lord I feel like the Lord
Somehow lately everyone loves me
That sh#t Can’t Be Real, I Waiting for Guillotine
Since the Lord I feel like the Lord
White limousines, all my life
With me a baldadide is not synonymous
Since the Lord I feel like the Lord
Somehow lately everyone loves me
That sh#t Can’t Be Real, I Waiting for Guillotine
Jordanos and Kangol Kepka for a walk like a gentleman
The outer reps as on a crack would be, crazy puff is missing
Planting on the way, s t e p s i love to blow
All the chicks that hear this, inside the panties begin to flow
Because I feel like Lord in my pants atomic bomb
All the chicks come with us, give your head because there are silly
Now the threat of giving us our heads now?
Will you speak like a gentleman when the laser point shines in your forehead?
Wooden feet on the iPhone screen
Bullet ranges bench but never missed
Pisies on 〈bench, on your feet no longer stand
Replace the shade before they 〈sharp?〉
Heat, ye, crimes
We did this hotte, xanar, steppe
Lord Brigade, Hours Give
This Huda Science
Since the Lord I feel like the Lord
White limousines, all my life
With me a baldadide is not synonymous
Since the Lord I feel like the Lord
Somehow lately everyone loves me
That sh#t Can’t Be Real, I Waiting for Guillotine
Find more lyrics at lyrics.jspinyin.net
Lyrics Xantikvariāts, Hotte, Steps – TĀ KĀ KUNGS
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