Primos Bélicos Lyrics – JogandoFoddaci
Singer: JogandoFoddaci
Title: Primos Bélicos
Máfia 〈.?.〉
〈.?.〉 kill people
And they say this wrong, c’mon
Life is complicate quando você é um russo maluco
Nos pedestre atiro, “pei-pei” e os USA acham isso um absurdo
Esses gambé não entende que meu estilo e meu gingado são russos
Vou colar na tua terra porque tenho sorte que meu primo tem tudo
Veio email daquele zé ruela falando que lá tem mansão
Tem gostosa, tem tudo de bom.com
E uma tal de Barbara com uns big melão
“Big t#ts”, big t#ts?
Quando o Roman disse, nem fiquei mais triste
Já peguei um barco pra Liberty City
Russo lunático na casa de swing
Memo’ com nome de Liberty City
Vocês vão sentir o meu libidinoso
Já vou direto pro clube de strip
E vejo DJ Sam de canto de olho
Esse é meu sonho, American Dream
Mas se esse Roman tiver mentindo?
Essa cidade vai ver o seu fim
E vai sofrer pela fúria do louquinho
Muito obrigado, primo Niko, muito obrigado
Por vim até aqui pros States pra ficar fudido, ficar na merda
Sem Lamborghini, sem gostosa, sem nada
Mas uma coisa tu tem
Hey, Niko, it’s Roman
Let’s go bowling (Let’s go!)
Aqui nos States, a vida é boa, man
Mentira, é uma bosta
Tu vai dormir no sofá e fuder com as tuas costa’
E a máfia inteira atrás de mim
Eu te obrigo a pôr um fim
Tudo porque sou um primo lixo
Te tiro de casa pra jogar boliche
Mallorie, Michelle, larga elas, bo’ jogar
Vamo’ ir no boliche, depois bo’ pro bar
No bar, vai pagar uma ceva bem gelada
Porque teu primo não tem grana, é um fudido e não paga
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Primos Bélicos – English Translation
Mafia 〈.?.〉
〈.?〉 Kill People
And they say this wrong, c’mon
Life is complicated when you are a crazy Russian
In the pedestrian acting, “pei-pei” and uses them think this is absurd
These gambé does not understand that my style and my ginged are Russians
I’ll paste in your land because I’m lucky my cousin has everything
Came email of that alley saying that there has a mansion there
It’s hot, it’s all good.
And one Barbara with a big melon
“Big t#ts”, Big t#ts?
When Roman said, I wasn’t even sadder
I already got a boat to Liberty City
Lunatic Russian at Swing House
Memo ‘with the name of Liberty City
You will feel my libidinous
I’m going straight to the Strip Club
And I see dj sam of singing with eye
This is my dream, American Dream
But if this Roman has lying?
This city will see its end
And will suffer for the fury of the little bludder
Thank you very much, cousin Niko, thank you very much
For I came here to the states to be f#cked, stay in sh#t
Without Lamborghini, no hot, without anything
But one thing you have
Hey, Niko, It’s Roman
Let’s go bowling (let’s go!)
Here at States, life is good, man
Lie, it’s a sh#t
You go to sleep on the couch and f#ck with your coast ‘
And the whole mafia behind me
I force you to put an end
All because I am a cousin garbage
I shoot you from home to play bowling
Mallorie, Michelle, drops them, bo ‘play
Let’s go to the bowling, then bo ‘pro bar
In the bar, you will pay a very cold bar
Because your cousin has no money, is a f#cked and not paying
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Lyrics JogandoFoddaci – Primos Bélicos
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