Farid Bang – KUZZIS Lyrics English Translation

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KUZZIS Lyrics English Translation by Farid Bang

Click-click, too late for the race
I’ll take your house, your girl, and your Benz
I’ll take your watches, chains, and cash
I’ll take everything from you, go call your cousins, ah

Silently, from big, I make small families
Injecting Testo until they need a bypass
Taking jabs at 187
Modus Mio, change your name to “One-day wonders”
You finance your bike on a Harley at night
You’re internet gangsters with steel Datejust (Ya kelb)
On the internet, we see you, losers, shooting off
In real life, you look down – massage tables (Tzz)
Shindy’s at the end like punctuation
I’ll slap you, you defend yourself with a flat iron
Your pop singles and your falsetto
Sound like there’s a rooster in your ass
When the DJ plays a Shindy single in the club
A table is thrown in his direction (Haha)
If he meets us in his neighborhood
He wonders, “Is today the FIBO expo?”

Click-click, too late for the race
I’ll take your house, your girl, and your Benz
I’ll take your watches, chains, and cash
I’ll take everything from you, go call your cousins, ah
Call, call, call your buddies
And the buddies call even more buddies
But when shots come from the Uzi
The buddies run and call the police

Shindy gives his hype man the money from the gig
He hits you because he wants the money before the show
I’ll throw marshmallows at you, you’ll get an arm bruise right away (Ouch)
When you see me, you realize you’re paralyzed
You’re like Shindy because of a micropenis (Oh)
Rappers don’t hesitate to snitch openly
And talk to the cops like Doctor Dolittle
Fucking with bitches is my life’s mission
I laugh at the law and probation (Hahaha)
Because just for a Roli Pepsi-Color
I’ll make Bonez disappear like Jeffrey Dahmer
Rap’s Che Guevara, my arm keeps growing
I hit your ghostwriter with a tin bucket (Oh)
T-low is someone who used to be laughed at
If the wimp gets slapped, he does an Auerbacher (Ah-ah)

Click-click, too late for the race
I’ll take your house, your girl, and your Benz
I’ll take your watches, chains, and cash
I’ll take everything from you, go call your cousins, ah
Call, call, call your buddies
And the buddies call even more buddies
But when shots come from the Uzi
The buddies run and call the police

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