Phonk Lyrics – Laid Back Crew
Singer: Laid Back Crew
Title: Phonk
Joj, ‘naš kako sam ubio pet momaka, djece mi, neku noć, ba
Došli on ‘fol s Bengom, skočim im na auto Gospodara mi
Povadem ih kroz šajbu jednog po jednog i na pod ih sve ‘vako
Pljas, pljas, pljas, pljas, pljas po glava im dva’est minuta skako
Sve im ovo ovd’e popucalo ‘vako ba…
Ma šiklja krv, ba…
{Verse 1: Ludi Rodjak & Kolega Dobar} Kool Keith (Sha)
Za glavu te uhvatim
Nabijem na koljeno
Tvoja mala kaze mi
Budi moje voljeno
Dok ti si na hitnoj
Ja ti karam malu
Uzmem je i pokažem joj
Svijet na svome dlanu
Kao Veliki Gatsby
Smadgie Brown RIP
Kuje kad su down
Par šamara im zaljepim
Kada plaču žele speed
Gutaju ga sirovog
Opasan sam kao Kool Keith
Dr. Octagon
Pušim samo keef
Klit ližem na repeat
Spliff smotam, bude dobar
Traži ga Profesor Griff
(Na pištolju steady grip
Isto da sam Freddie Gibbs)
Život mi je acid trip
Samo gens i xtc
A Crew mi je lud
Samo GUNOVI I SRANJA
Man 1: “Što, što nem-”
Man 2: “Joj, aaaaaj”
Man 1: “Što nemaš oruž-, što nemaš oružje? Što nemaš, šta ti fali oružju, pogledaj ovo, šta je, ha?
Man 2: “Joj, nemojte…”
Man 1: “Šta je, hoćeš li sad da te ubijem, ha?”
Man 2: “Nemojte, nemojte”
Man 1: “Ja, hoćeš sad da te ubijem?”
Man 2: “Nemojte, aaaj”
Man 1: “MA HOĆEŠ SAD DA TE- otvori usta, otvori usta…”
Man 2: “Aaaaj!”
Man 1: “Otvori usta…”
Man 2: “Joj, nemojte molim vas to-”
Man 1: “A, stani, stani-”
Man 2: “Nemojte to”
Man 1: “Prazan, šalim se, prazan, vidiš da je prazan bolan, šalim se bolan”
Nije da se šalim, ba
Mnogo puno garim ja
Mnogo puno palim joint
Svaku noć sam izrokan
Oko pasa utoka
Mnogo grasa – urokan
Saku noć Casablanca
Maroco pa Jamaica
U kraju kada sam
Tripujem taj Vukovar
Napolje sa kurčinom
Kada sa, curom sam
Častimo se amfetafeta-
-minima, raketa velika
Visoko je, snimi ga
Blizu mi je Visoko
Blizu mi je Kakanj Grad
Mozak mi je makadam
Dnevno pušim grama dva
Odem do Denvera
Gdje je Bushwick pokopan
Zapalim taj kush, spuš-
-en kao Klik, a
Sve dobri momci
Svodnici, igrači
Man 1: “It’s eleven-thirty, we’re supposed to be there, you know, we’re supposed to be there by nine.”
Man 2: “Oh, sh#t, I’ll be ready.”
Man 1: “Yeah, you’re always f#cking late, you’ll be late for your own f#cking funeral.”
Gun shots, thumping
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Phonk – English Translation
Alas, ‘our how I killed five guys, my kids, some night, ba
He came ‘fol with benga, I jumped to them on my lord’s car
I run them through the wing one by one and to the floor
Robbery, robbery, robbery, robbery, robbing their heads for two’est minutes jumped
All this is cracked here ‘vako …
Mu hats blood, ba …
{Verse 1: Crazy Corps & Colleague Good} Kool Keith (Sha)
For my head and catch
I put on my knee
Your little one tells me
Be my loved one
While you are on an emergency
I caram your little
I take her and show her
The world on your palm
As a great gatsby
Smadgie Brown Rip
b#tch when they are down
A couple of slaps I glue them
When they cry they want speed
They swallow it raw
I’m dangerous like Kool Keith
Dr. Octagon
I only smoke keef
cl#t licking on a repeat
Spliff I roll, be good
Looking for him by Professor Griff
(On a steady grip gun
Same that I am Freddie Gibbs)
My life is acid trip
Only Gens and XTC
And Crew is crazy to me
Only Gunovi and sh#t
MAN 1: “What, what’s not-”
Man 2: “Oh, aaaaaj”
MAN 1: “What do you have no weapon-, what do you have a weapon? What do you have to do, what is missing your weapon, look at this, what is, huh?
Man 2: “Oh, don’t …”
Man 1: “What is it, will you kill you now, huh?”
Man 2: “Don’t, Don’t”
Man 1: “I, do you want to kill you now?”
Man 2: “Don’t, Aaaj”
Man 1: “You want to go to your mouth now, open your mouth …”
Man 2: “Aaaaj!”
Man 1: “Open your mouth …”
Man 2: “Oh, don’t please that-”
Man 1: “A, Stop, Stan-”
Man 2: “Don’t do that”
Man 1: “Empty, I’m kidding, empty, you see that it’s empty painful, I’m kidding”
Not that I’m kidding, ba
Much a lot of gari i
A lot of a lot of falths Joint
Every night I am implemented
Around the dog dogs
Many Grassa – Urocan
Saku Night Casablanca
Moroco then Jamaica
In the end when I
I spend that Vukovar
Out with the dick
When with, I’m a girl
Let’s honor Amphetafeta-
-Mini, rocket big
It’s high, record it
Close to me is high
Near me is Kakanj Grad
My brain is a macadam
I smoke grams daily
I go to Denver
Where Bushwick is buried
I burn that kush, down-
-en as a click, a
All good guys
Pimps, players
Man 1: “It’s Eleven-Thorty, We’re Suppose to Be There, You Know, We’re Supposed To Be There By Nine.”
Man 2: “Oh, sh#t, I’ll Be Ready.”
Man 1: “Yeah, You’re Always f#cking Late, You’ll Be Late for Your Own f#cking Funer.”
Gun Shots, Thumping
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Lyrics Laid Back Crew – Phonk
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