Pode (feat. Dafina Zeqiri)
Un jom fansi veq i Elvis naqit
Elhamdulilah qe sot u qova un prej shtratit
Vizllon ice, normal qe jom un mas najsi
Automatin e kom t'shpejt diqka sikur busta rhajmsi
Kur tem kap mu paranoja, shum e eger bohet lojA
Nese dokesh i dyshimt muj n'kerr me ti lon do gzhoja
Qeshtu mka bo mu vet jeta, ngjarjet em kan lan pasoja
E ju pidha tnones kqyrni mire qa pju fol goja
Nuk e keni pernime
Po de po
Na nuk jena ktu qe dje
Po de po
Qdo vikend fucking koncert po de po
Durt nxon jom tu njeh lek po de po
Miss. Zeqiri, rap-in e killiti
Qysh doni me m’mujt kur cliquе’n nuk e ki real ti?
N’male nuk ka valе e smuj me thirr kontabilistin
Gjith ni shot e gjuj sa here hite une releas’i!
Qka ju bona pse ju hini tuta?
Kur po vini po vjen era puta!
Mos m’bini ktu hejtera t’lutna!
Birmi paret plot me ngjyra, frutaa
Nese din?
(Mhm)
Bone vet!
(Mhm)
I said the roof is on fire
You banging with us
Qoni durt krejt ne ajer
Ju e dini kush esht!
Skrr
You bitch ass, want some more!
Nuk e keni pernime
Po de po
Na nuk jena ktu qe dje
Po de po
Qdo vikend fucking koncert po de po
Durt nxon jom tu njeh lek po de po
Can (feat. Dafina Zeqiri)
I'm just a fan of Elvis Naqi
Thank God that today I got up from bed
Drinks ice, of course I'm a bit different
I have an automatic that quickly does something like a rhyme bust
When paranoia catches me, it becomes very wild
If you touch me with doubt, I'll leave you alone
That's how my life has become, events have left me consequences
And you, look closely at what you say
You don't have expectations
Yes, you do
We are not here since yesterday
Yes, we are
Every weekend, fucking concert, yes, we are
The door knocks, I'm getting to know money, yes, we are
Miss. Zeqiri, the killer's rap
How do you want to challenge me when your clique isn't real?
There's no value in the mountain, can't call the accountant
Every shot I shoot, every time a hit, I release it!
What did you do that you're putting on airs?
When you come, the bitchy attitude comes with you!
Don't bring me your hatred here!
The son, the money full of colors, fruits
If you know?
(Mhm)
Do it yourself!
(Mhm)
I said the roof is on fire
You banging with us
Throw everything in the air
You know who it is!
Skrr
You bitch ass, want some more!
You don't have expectations
Yes, you do
We are not here since yesterday
Yes, we are
Every weekend, fucking concert, yes, we are
The door knocks, I'm getting to know money, yes, we are