[Songtext zu „traurig“]
[Intro: Pashanim & Ajay]
(T7)
Joje, ey (Ey), ja (Ey)
Kreuzberg (southstarr)
[Part 1: Ajay]
On the real, don't wanna test (Yah)
And we also never rest (Brrt; aha)
’Cause we signin' up for next (Yeah, pew-pew, pew)
So see these necklace on my chest (Uh)
And we ridin', we don’t care
For the sound and for the flair (Sbrr)
Niggas caught, ain't really care
But on my mind, you must beware (Lit)
Puffin', we missin' the Perks (Skrrt)
Silent, we up in the 'verts (Goddamn)
Party, we put in the work (Yuh)
We ain't some niggas with purp'
Rollin' the doobie with you (Yuh)
My niggas be ready to shoot
Lil’ baller ’cause we makin' moves (Woo)
We ready to ride with the groove
[Hook: Pashanim & Ajay]
Freunde sterben, wir sind traurig (Traurig)
61, immer Blaulicht (Blaulicht, pew-pew, pew)
Dein Choppa hilft dir auch nicht (Yeah)
61, man beklaut dich (Mh-hm; skrrt)
[Part 2: Pashanim]
Smoke immer, aber rauch’ nicht (Ja)
Flipp' Packs, dann verkauf' ich
Drück' Packs, nein, ich lauf’ nicht (Ja)
Aussage, Kripo glaubt nicht (Glaub nicht)
[Part 3: Joje]
Twist my fingers with the fam (Fam)
Reefer scrapings on my hand (Pew-pew, pew)
And we keep it to ourselves, you can't come in (Goddamn; twish)
Do-do-don't you put a eye on me and don't you eye the gang (Brrt)
I've been gon' real hard (Yeah), nigga, I've been goin' in (Drrt)
[Part 4: Pashanim & Joje]
Schwarze Asics meine Kicks (Ja)
Stack-Bag voller Bricks (Bricks)
Homicides wegen nix (Brr)
Cano C so wie Crips (Crips)
Cops nerven, wenn wir trappen (Skrrt)
Altbauwohnung hohe Decken (Yeah)
Kripos hol'n uns aus den Betten (Betten)
Wer ist schneller? Komm, wir wetten (361)
[Part 5: Ajay]
Fake is a word that we made up
Joje a nigga that skate by
I'm just a shooter with main drugs
Fuck synthetic, just ate bud (No homo)
Pasha be wavin' with that shit (Pew-pew)
Fake it then they need a map, bitch (Brrt)
Findin' the course of attack, shit
Triggers, they pull with some wack shit, oh
[Part 6: Pashanim & Joje]
Tiergarten sitzen nach Felonies (Ja)
Spill' Shots auf all meine Enemys (Yeah)
Es gibt in 61 'ne Menge G's (Skrrt)
Keine Frage, wer am Ende schießt (Swish)
[So sechs Carlos?] rock' ich daily (Gang)
Und Symba immer, Dicka, Shady
Ich bin kafa, fühl' mich wavy
Deine Shawty mach' ich crazy
[Part 7: Joje]
I'm kafa, feelin' wavy (Wavy)
Might as well steal your lady
Whole gang gon' crazy (Crazy)
Fuck, fuck, bein' lazy (Skrrt)
I be on my grind (Yeah)
And that make a nigga win (Swish)
I won't stop 'til I'm smoking in the Benz
But for now I'm in the ends (Pew-pew, pew)
And I'm with my dogs (Okay)
Yeah, we might bite (Bam-bam)
We might jump over the fence, yuh
Yeah, I did wrong (Wrong)
Also did right (Okay)
Cut the lights, pour a pint
Ain't got time, don't hit my line (Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
[Hook: Pashanim & Joje]
Freunde sterben, wir sind traurig (Nah, nah)
61, immer Blaulicht
Dein Choppa hilft dir auch nicht
61, man beklaut dich
Freunde sterben, wir sind traurig
61 immer Blaulicht
Dein Choppa hilft dir auch nicht
61, man beklaut dich
[Outro: Joje]
Pew-pew, pew