Bra: Translations in English and Lyrics - King Khalil

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Lyrics of Bra
by King Khalil

Klappmesser in Picaldi-Jeans, drei-sechs Wrangelkiez
Deutschrap Bandenkrieg, Neukölln anonym
ATF, bares Cash, Sun City, Nase Flex
Kopfgefickt, Laberflash, Schüsse fall'n, Lafayette
King Kong, bring' dir Drama, du Piç
Und dann seh' ich dich vor Gucci- oder Prada-Boutique
Nur damit du weißt, du warst schon damals nicht real
Weil du singst bei den Bull'n, macht es „Bra“ aus dem Jeep
Das ist Kotti und nicht Babelsberg, Kokain zum Straßenwert
Ich mache Kapital und du kriegst in den Arsch wie—
Vielleicht könntest du was machen, wenn du grade wärst
Doch fickst du mit den Falschen, kennt bald niemand dein'n Namen mehr
Yeah, ich bring' die Straße in dein Spotify
Wenn wir kein Para seh'n, kommst du nicht mehr Kotti rein
Für uns bist du nur ein laufender Lottoschein
Wenn du keine Kahba bist, warum gibst du Doggy-Style?
Sag mir, wen willst du wegballern?
Häng' am Block ab mit sechs Arabs
Du hängst an dei'm Geld fest wie Geldklammern
Es geht nur ums Geschäft, pat-pat


Kein Platz für Verräter, die Strafe ist Krieg
Freunde werden Feinde auf der Jagd nach Profit
Junkies haben Paranoia, weil ich schlafe nicht viel
Irgendwann kommt der Tag, es macht „Bra“ aus dem Jeep
Kein Platz für Verräter, die Strafe ist Krieg
Freunde werden Feinde auf der Jagd nach Profit
Junkies haben Paranoia, weil ich schlafe nicht viel
Irgendwann kommt der Tag, es macht „Bra“ aus dem Jeep


Gib dir Breitseite links, gib dir Breitseite rechts
Hab' schon immer drauf gekackt, mir hat keiner gegönnt
Ihr macht das Multikriminell, trotzdem kriegt ihr kein'n Respekt
Früher hab' ich euch gefeiert, heute schäm' ich mich fremd
Yallah, holt die Uhren und die Ketten raus
Doch bei Zinkerei'n macht ihr keine Challenge draus
Deutscher Rap will Ghetto sein, zieh erstmal deine Leggings aus
Jeder zählt die Stärken, aber keiner seine Schwächen auf
Mach' ich weiter Beef oder doch ein Liebeslied?
Mal gucken, was geschieht, aber erstmal wird durchsiebt
Ah, in meiner Fam kein Platz für Verrat
Mach' mit Taş-Karte Bar wie in den achtziger Jahr'n
Kuku-Gang, wir machen Mashkal im Park
Ob bei Nacht oder Tag, pat-pat und das war's
Ach, ach, so viel Rapper bei der Polizei
Hätt ich das mal prophezeit


Kein Platz für Verräter, die Strafe ist Krieg
Freunde werden Feinde auf der Jagd nach Profit
Junkies haben Paranoia, weil ich schlafe nicht viel
Irgendwann kommt der Tag, es macht „Bra“ aus dem Jeep
Kein Platz für Verräter, die Strafe ist Krieg
Freunde werden Feinde auf der Jagd nach Profit
Junkies haben Paranoia, weil ich schlafe nicht viel
Irgendwann kommt der Tag, es macht „Bra“ aus dem Jee

Translation in English of the Song
Bra by King Khalil

Folding knife in Picaldi jeans, three-six Wrangelkiez
German rap gang war, Neukölln anonymous
ATF, cash, Sun City, nose flex
Headfucked, Laberflash, shots, Lafayette
King Kong, bring you drama, you piç
And then I'll see you in front of Gucci or Prada boutique
Just so you know you weren't real back then
Because you sing at the Bull'n, it makes 'Bra' out of the jeep.
This is Kotti and not Babelsberg, cocaine for street value.
I make capital and you get your ass like—.
Maybe you could What to do if you were right now
But if you fuck the wrong people, soon nobody will know your name anymore
Yeah, I'll take the street to your Spotify
If we don't see Para n, you can no longer come in Kotti
for us you are just a running lottery ticket
if you are not a Kahba, why do you give doggy style?
Tell me who do you want to shoot?
Hang out on the block with six Arabs
You are stuck to your money like money clips
It's just about business, pat-pat


No place for traitors, the punishment is war.
Friends become enemies on the hunt for profit.
Junkies have paranoia because I don't sleep much.
At some point the day comes, it makes 'Bra' the jeep
no place for traitors, the punishment is war
friends become enemies on the hunt for profit
junkies have paranoia because I don't sleep much

someday the day it comes makes 'Bra' out of the jeep

give you broadside on the left, give you broadside on the right
I've always pooped on it, nobody granted me
you do the multi-criminal, but still get her no respect
I used to celebrate you, today I'm ashamed of myself
Yallah, get the watches and the chains out
but at zinc factories you don't make a challenge of it
German rap wants to be ghetto, first take off your leggings
Jed he counts the strengths, but none of his weaknesses.
Do I keep on making beef or a love song?
Let's see what happens, but first it is sifted.
Ah, in my family there is no place for Treachery
Make bar with taş card like in the eighties.
Kuku-Gang, we make Mashkal in the park.
Whether at night or during the day, pat-pat and that's it /> Oh, oh, so much rapper with the police.
I would have predicted it.


No place for traitors, the punishment is war.
Friends become enemies chasing profit
Junkies have paranoia because I don't sleep much
At some point the day comes, it makes 'Bra' out of the jeep
No place for traitors, the punishment is war
Friends become enemies on the hunt for profit.
Junkies have paranoia because I don't sleep much.
At some point the day comes, it makes 'Bra' out of Jee

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Bra: Translations and Lyrics - King Khalil
King Khalil, bourgeois Kalil Aubeidy, is a German Rapper in Berlin, who, through the collaboration with the Rapper Capital Bra and the song 'Gesso' fame. On March 9. 2018, he released his first album, 'Kuku Effetto'.

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