187 Gang Bonez MC lyrics english

187 Gang Bonez MC lyrics english

[Intro: Bonez MC]
Ah, ah

[Part 1: Bonez MC]
Hea-Hea-Heartbreaker Bonez, my bitches are briefed
I am a lot of Lean and I like to fuck deep.
My clique 187 is in Quarter very popular
Take a lot of photos, wallah, Skittlez is a beast.
Standing in front of my door, says, “Give me cocaine, please”
How do you know where I live? I don’t sell anything on teens
pulle-up with fifty ribbons, it’s crazy what I earn ‘

Let’ them strip for my team, no looks, everything clean
Pack ketchup on the noodles and I leave the truffles
and the bitch comes out South, but meet me in Berlin
Make me happy on your knees, playing around with your nipples
It’s okay, but pissing on you would be a bit of an exaggeration

[Hook: Bonez MC]
187 gang (group), let them hang (what? )
My automatic system
It’s slowly getting tight (why?), With cousengs (many)
I come to the party (Ah)
oiled and it shines, my female fans
sometimes look like Barbies
22 inches on Benz, which you already know
because in I say it every second song

[Part 2: LX]
The Daimler is full of fuel, I’m hung with gold
because we don’t owe our success to anyone (nobody)
I’m so high, brother, look, I touch the clouds
Call your people, smoke one Stuyvesant (Hah)
You can be seen clearly, you are rigid, boy (rigid)
And the time when you were big has already subsided.

Make the customers every day, it’s about blatant buzzes,
window down, hear the sound, me step on the gas in the tunnel
stupid bitch, give her another pill-le-le
Our wrists one hundred and twenty mille-le-le
Clinically dead behind my black glasses-le-le
lower jaw, I’m on it, yeah

[Hook: Bonez MC]
187-gang (group), let them hang (What?)
My automatic system
It’s slowly getting tight (Why?), With cousengs (Many)
I come to the party (Ah)
Oiled up and it shines, my female fans
Some of them look like Barbie’s
22 inch Benz, which you already know
Because I say it in every second song

[Part 3: Sa4]
Black projector, Rolex Submariner (Yeah)
gold plates on the wall, I do the Fanta purple
slopes in the Atlantic , order some Latinas
And if I see Para, I snap, like a carabiner (snap!)
Platinum chain under my shirt
You’ve heard of us because my boys are disturbed

Without a mask, your bunker will be stormed
And do fifty push-ups , brother, a hundred will be difficult (a hundred will be difficult)
Sell ​​a thousand capsules at the hit party (Hah)
Irradiated like Nagasaki, drunk from Yamazaki
standing out there on the street until around four
thousand watts at night and the bass vibrates

[Hook: Bonez MC]
187-gang (group), let them hang (What?)
My automatic system
It’s slowly getting tight (Why?), With cousengs (many)
I come to the party (Ah)
and oiled she shines, my female fans
sometimes look like Barbie’s
22-inch Benz, which you already know
Because in every second song I’ll say it

[Part 4: Maxwell, Bonez MC , Gzuz ]
Carnival with orange juice (yes) or a few Coronas (Yes)
Ride a scooter across Barcelona
“Did you split up?” You clueless, don’t say something like that
187 is family, like Marge and Homer
G-G free donuts for all the zombies (Haha)
On the Bravo poster or at the Konsti


I already have the ax for defense and (Hah)
We keep making music for the boys with stones in their mouths (Crack)

Get out of the Daimler and they just screech around
And is your father Cop, then you’re not one of us, gang!
The windows are dark but the bills are colorful (snap)
And I’m fucking all day, because that’s how I stay healthy

(I stay healthy)

[Bridge: Gzuz, Bonez MC ]
They get me out of bed and I’ll be arrested
The press brings the cameras (cameras with)
Everything because of a bit of crack, wrapped in plastic
Hope they don’t find the Ballermann

[Hook: Bonez MC]
187-gang (group), let them hang (What?)
My automatic system
It’s slowly getting tight (Why?), With cousengs (many)
I come to the party (Ah)
and oiled she shines, my female fans
sometimes look like Barbie’s
22 inch Benz that you already know
Because in every second song I say it (yes)

[Part 5: Bonez MC]
My diamonds talk to me
They say: “Do you want this Life? Give the soul for it! “,
Haha I fuck Fame, I just want to collect dough, kick in
the door and then stand in front of you with machetes.
And if you’re dead tomorrow, who cares?
Mardi Gras vodka is placed on every counter

Can make sure that you lose your teeth tomorrow
While I fry the scissors from cancer in the Caribbean, hah
And all of a sudden I’m rich, I didn’t expect it
And all of a sudden you’re broke, you miscalculated
Don’t go to 50 with the
stab-proof vest Because it doesn’t do anything if you kick
Bonez in the face !

[Hook: Bonez MC]
187-gang (group), let them hang (What?)
My automatic system
It’s slowly getting tight (Why?), With cousengs (many)
I come to the party (Ah)
and oiled she shines, my female fans
sometimes look like Barbie’s
22 inch Benz, who you already know
Because I say it in every second song

[Outro: Bonez MC]
(! Abow) About forty thousand for ‘ne Sky-Dweller-Roli
Maybe I’ll get two (Why?)
Because I give the coal else for drugs from
And it does not notice because I’m high
Mache Just keep doing my thing (Always)
Ma ‘see what time will bring me (Ahh)
Fucking number one, you know it’s true
Gunshot, rifle sounding (Hehe)

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