Lyrics Nota – Pahalı

Pahalı Lyrics – Nota

Singer: Nota
Title: Pahalı

Baby, severim pahalı
Paraları döktür hadi yağdır
Kolumda AP bayağı bi’ ağırmış
5000 Pound’a olursun target

Yo, we wavey, makinemi severim, baby
sh#t go pop like crack in the eighties
Hit don’t miss, now your head lookin’ faded
Baby, severim pahalı

Paraları döktür hadi yağdır
Kolumda AP bayağı bi’ ağırmış
5000 Pound’a olursun target
Yo, we wavey, makinemi severim, baby

sh#t go pop like crack in the eighties
Hit don’t miss, now your head lookin’ faded Bruck it down, babe, don’t go too low
Gotta big back, tell her, “Don’t go slow”
Got my rambo locked up in my coat Shaved a opp boy, tell him, “Hold that,” yo Bruck it down, babe, don’t go too low

Gotta big back, tell her, “Don’t go slow”
Got my rambo locked up in my coat
Shaved a opp boy, tell him, “Hold that,” yo
Bunların hiçbiri adam olmaz (-maz, -maz, -maz, -maz)

Siktir et yavrum kafa yorma
Sabahlar oldu karakolda
Sen bak dalgana bеn taraf olmam
Para peşinde ve kafam onda

Susmuyo’ yinе bak telefonlar
Big bro, free 19’unda
Her zaman aynı yolumuzda
Sırtım sağlam seni korusunlar

Lan orospu gibiler konuşurlar
Bak bela her zaman omuzumda
Taşıdım Londra’yı omuzumda
Tayfam Leyton konumunda

Bulaşan atlasın uçurumdan
On kağıda kafanı uçururlar
I got the waps on deck, let’s get to the ridin’ (Brrt)
All of this beef, my young boys glidin’ (Yeah)

Take your side ’cause the bullets start flyin’ (Baow)
Come out your yard, I can see ‘dem hidin’ (Come out)
We love this beef ’cause the beef might die soon
You can get sweet from the four like dicin’

You can get sweet from the four, like, what?
You can get sweet from the four, like-
I know they don’t like me, punch one up, come one-on-one fight me
Get man down for talkin’ ’bout my team (Baow, baow)

Get man down for talkin’ ’bout my team, oi (Get down)
I get glidin’, takin’ risks, wanna
Keep shinin’, takin’ trips, wanna (Brrt)
Won’t stop till I’m stinkin’ rich, want two in the bros and let that rip

Comin’ like Tarzan (Jungle boy), bizi ne sandın?
Hadi git yarra’m, konuşur anca
Uğraşamam ben valla
Yatağımda * kızım kıskanma

They don’t like that ganja, crocodile teeth on the shotgun
* bunlar hoplar, ışıktan kaçarım ancak
Gyal get crazy when they touch my blow
Dance the bunda, babe, bring that close

Georgia my .9, it’s takin’ souls
No designer, can’t burn them clothes
In the grey dinger, active mode
If the gyal talkin’, f#ck that ho

Give the opp thot that dick and go
Streets know, won’t ride on my own
Baby, severim pahalı
Paraları döktür hadi yağdır

Kolumda AP bayağı bi’ ağırmış
5000 Pound’a olursun target
Yo, we wavey, makinemi severim, baby
sh#t go pop like crack in the eighties

Hit don’t miss, now your head lookin’ faded Bruck it down, babe, don’t go too low
Gotta big back, tell her, “Don’t go slow”
Got my rambo locked up in my coat Shaved a opp boy, tell him, “Hold that,” yo Bruck it down, babe, don’t go too low
Gotta big back, tell her, “Don’t go slow”

Got my rambo locked up in my coat
Shaved a opp boy, tell him, “Hold that,” yo
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Pahalı – English Translation

Baby, I love it, expensive
Pour the money
AP on my arm was pretty heavy
You will be on 5000 pounds Target

Yo, we wavey, I love my machine, baby
sh#t Go Pop Like Crack in the Eight
Hit Don’t Miss, Now Your Head Lookin ‘Faded
Baby, I love it, expensive

Pour the money
AP on my arm was pretty heavy
You will be on 5000 pounds Target
Yo, we wavey, I love my machine, baby

sh#t Go Pop Like Crack in the Eight
Hit Don’t Miss, Now Your Head Look ‘Faded Bruck It Down, Babe, Don’t Go too low
Gotta Big Back, Tell Her, “Don’t Go slow”
Got My Rambo Locked Up In My Coat Shaved a opp Boy, Tell Him, “Hold That,” Yo Bruck It Down, Babe, Don’t Go Too Low

Gotta Big Back, Tell Her, “Don’t Go slow”
GOT My Rambo Locked Up In My Coat
Shaved a opp Boy, Tell Him, “Hold That,” Yo
None of this is a man (-maz, -Maz, -Maz, -Maz)

f#ck my baby don’t worry
It was in the morning at the police station
You look
Pursuit of money and my head in it

Susmuyo ‘look at the phones
Big Bro in Free 19
Always on the same way
My back is solid, they protect you

They talk like a b#tch
Look, trouble is always on my shoulder
I carried London on my shoulder
My crew is Leyton

Infected Atlas from the cliff
They fly your head on ten sheets of
I got the waps on deck, let’s get to the ridin ‘(Brrt)
All of this beef, My Young Boys Glidin ‘(Yeah)

Take your Side ‘Cause the Bullets Start Flyin’ (Baow)
Come out your #ss
We love this beef ’cause the beef might
You can get sweet from the Four Like Dicin ‘

You can get sweet from the Four, like, what?
You can get sweet from the Four, like
I Know These Don’tan Like Me, Punch One Up, Come One-On-One Fight Me
Get Man Down for Talkin ” Bout My Team (Baow, Baow)

Get Man Down for Talkin ” Bout My Team, Oi (Get Down)
I get glidin ‘, wear’ Risks, Wanna
Keep Shinin ‘, Takin’ Trips, Wanna (Brrt)
Won’t Stop Till I’m Stinkin ‘Rich, Want Two in the Bros and Let That Rip

Comin
Come on, my yarra, but he talks
I can’t try
* Don’t be jealous of my daughter in my bed

They don’t like that ganja, Crocodile Teeth on the shotgun
* These are hopes, I escape from the light, but
GYAL Get Crazy Who Touch My Blow
Dance The Babe, Bring That Close

Georgia My .9, Iks’ Souls
No Designer, Can’t Burn Them Clothes
In the Gray Dinger, Active Mode
IF The Gyyal Talkin ‘, f#ck That Ho

Give the opp thot that dick and go
Streets Know, Won’t Ride on My Own
Baby, I love it, expensive
Pour the money

AP on my arm was pretty heavy
You will be on 5000 pounds Target
Yo, we wavey, I love my machine, baby
sh#t Go Pop Like Crack in the Eight

Hit Don’t Miss, Now Your Head Look ‘Faded Bruck It Down, Babe, Don’t Go too low
Gotta Big Back, Tell Her, “Don’t Go slow”
Got My Rambo Locked Up In My Coat Shaved a opp Boy, Tell Him, “Hold That,” Yo Bruck It Down, Babe, Don’t Go Too Low
Gotta Big Back, Tell Her, “Don’t Go slow”

GOT My Rambo Locked Up In My Coat
Shaved a opp Boy, Tell Him, “Hold That,” Yo
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Lyrics Nota – Pahalı

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