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Songtexte Veysel – Kleiner cabron

In meiner Welt wird man mit Schulden gebor’n
Keine Schuluniform, wir tragen Louis Vuitton
Dealer mit Geld, Beamer und Benz, Lilane schnell, Gina bestellt
Früher der Junge, der niemand gefällt
Heut seh’n die Bitches mich, fingern sich selbst(kleiner cabron)

Die Ware gecuttet, die Waage geeicht, ja, wir leben das Leben der Diebe
War Jahre im .., doch mach’ jetzt die Patte und arbeite
wie ‘ne Maschine
Kein Leben auf Druck, ja, ich geh’ in den Club und verbrenne Kohle
wie Kamine
Die Gegend kaputt, doch ich nehme dein’n Schmuck, ich hol’ mir das,
was ich verdiene versuri-lyrics.info
Bra, scheiß mal auf Liebe, denn sie macht dich nur schwach,
Bro (denn sie macht dich nur schwach, Bro)
Wir regieren die Straßen, so wie Pablo (so wie Pablo)
No-go-Area, Altendorf bis nach Marxloh (Altendorf bis nach Marxloh)
Gangsterschiene, von der Wiege bis ins Grab, lo.

Euro, Dollar, Rubel roll’n (Rubel roll’n)
Durch Gangsterrap und gute Knoll’n (gute Knoll’n)
Spiegelbild, bin selbstverliebt (selbstverliebt)
Es geht nur ums Geldverdien’n.

Hör mir zu, hör mir zu, kleiner Cabrón
Keine Storys, keine Sorrys, keine Pardons
Veysel Abi will Massari, call me Patrón
Große Famille, nenn mich Gari, kleiner Cabrón
Hör mir zu, hör mir zu, kleiner Cabrón
Keine Storys, keine Sorrys, keine Pardons
Veysel Abi will Massari, call me Patrón
Große Famille, nenn mich Gari, kleiner Cabrón.

Kleiner Cabrón, kleiner Cabrón.

Bela Boyz, Dicka, mit Finger am Drücker, ich f*ck’ eure Mütter,
bleib’ immer Pirat (Pirat)
Piss’ auf die Gitter, den Richter und auf alle anderen Wichser,
ich f*cke den Staat (eowa)
Essen .. mein Trikot ist rot, bin unterwegs und verticke das Dope
Immer noch derselbe Altendorfer Junge, der um die Ecke von Tipico wohnt
Sie wollen Straße, ich f*ck’ sie, bis sie mich lieben (bis sie mich lieben)
Knolle Haze, bin mal wieder am fliegen (bin mal wieder am fliegen)
Veysi Unikat, von euch gibt es so viele (von euch gibt es so viele)
Wumme geladen, Brudi, glaub mir, ich schieße.

Euro, Dollar, Rubel roll’n (Rubel roll’n)
Durch Gangsterrap und gute Knoll’n (gute Knoll’n)
Spiegelbild, bin selbstverliebt (selbstverliebt)
Es geht nur ums Geldverdien’n.

Hör mir zu, hör mir zu, kleiner Cabrón
Keine Storys, keine Sorrys, keine Pardons
Veysel Abi will Massari, call me Patrón
Große Famille, nenn mich Gari, kleiner Cabrón
Hör mir zu, hör mir zu, kleiner Cabrón
Keine Storys, keine Sorrys, keine Pardons
Veysel Abi will Massari, call me Patrón
Große Famille, nenn mich Gari, kleiner Cabronnn.
Veysel songtexte
Video cabron

[Chorus]
Hold that thought, let me think
Pour a cup, let me drink
Girl you got an apple, let me touch
The police comin’, let me tuck
Eyes red, my cash blue
45 black, my tattoos
Take 50 racks to Barney’s
I love these bitches, hardly

[Verse 1]
To my [?] soldiers, [?] restin’ up
[?] everyday that I’m blessed as fuck
[?] he a’ wet you up
You lackin’ no cheetahs we a’ catchin’ up
You know I get that cheese, nigga Parmesan
Dinner is ready, nigga come get some
Ain’t no one-on-ones, nigga one is one
Don’t make me lace up and play run and gun
I’m in these streets, I’m walkin’ like
I’m in this foreign, I roll [?]
My hair not down, I run it up
Only thing I can give is zero fucks

[Chorus]
Hold that thought, let me think
Pour a cup, let me drink
Girl you got an apple, let me touch
The police comin’, let me tuck
Eyes red, my cash blue
45 black, my tattoos
Take 50 racks, to Barney’s
I love these bitches, hardly

[Verse 2]
Feelin’ hardly in them hundred car seats
Treat a tour bus like a fuckin’ RV
Pardon we, we finna crash a party
Made a Benjamin, Picasso is a fuckin’ art piece
Take the gang, hit the road
What we live by, is a code
I’m on an ocean, I rode the bus
There’s certain shit I can’t discuss
[?] it loves licks
Go send your shots [?] bricks
I’m too authentic, you counterfit
Choppers start glitchin’ when it’s tampered with
Smoked a lot of it, a pound of it
Two bitches, sandwich it
[?] lines of [?], Fanta it
[?] finish line, rental it
I fucked so many crazy hoes, I’m out my mind
And you can smack me, if I was lyin’
I [?] with me, I peep [?]
Who tryna’ stop me, I said who tryn’

[Chorus]
Hold that thought, let me think
Pour a cup, let me drink
Girl you got an apple, let me touch
The police comin’, let me tuck
Eyes red, my cash blue
45 black, my tattoos
Take 50 racks, to Barney’s
I love these bitches, hardly

In the morning I’m not done sleeping
In the evening I guess I’m alive
That’s alright I can still peel myself up sleepwalking
In a ghost town
Think I’ll never leave my couch again
‘Cause when I’m out I’m moanin’ in my mind

Christ was born; I was there
You know me, I’m around
I got friends
Hey wait where was I?
Well I am trying

When I’m driving I found I’m dreaming
Jammin tunes and drifting
And it’s just that sometimes I want to pull over
Open up and stay in
Raindrops might fall on my head sometimes
But I don’t pay ’em any mind
Christ was here you just missed him
Now I’m out going down 2nd
To all the stores to see my friends
To find kinks, buy whores

Knew he was a killer
First time that I saw him
Wonder how many girls he had loved and left haunted
But if he’s a ghost then I can be a phantom
Holdin’ him for ransom
Some, some boys are tryin’ too hard
He don’t try at all though
Younger than my exes but he act like such a man, so
I see nothing better, I keep him forever
Like a vendetta-ta

[Pre-Chorus]
I-I-I see how this is gonna go
Touch me, and you’ll never be alone
I-Island breeze and lights down low
No one has to know

[Chorus]
In the middle of the night, in my dreams
You should see the things we do, baby
In the middle of the night, in my dreams
I know I’m gonna be with you
So I take my time
(Are you ready for it?)

[Verse 2]
Me, I was a robber
First time that he saw me
Stealing hearts and running off and never saying sorry
But if I’m a thief then
He can join the heist
And we’ll move to an island-and
He can be my jailer
Burton to this Taylor
Every lover known in comparison is a failure
I forget their names now
I’m so very tame now
Never be the same now, now

[Pre-Chorus]
I-I-I see how this is gonna go
Touch me and you’ll never be alone
I-Island breeze and lights down low
No one has to know
(No one has to know)

[Chorus]
In the middle of the night, in my dreams
You should see the things we do, baby
In the middle of the night in my dreams
I know I’m gonna be with you
So I take my time
(Are you ready for it?)
(Ooh, are you ready for it?)

Post-Chorus]
Baby, let the games begin
Let the games begin
Let the games begin
Baby, let the games begin
Let the games begin
Let the games begin

[Bridge]
I-I-I see how this is gonna go
Touch me and you’ll never be alone
I-Island breeze and lights down low
No one has to know

[Chorus]
In the middle of the night, in my dreams
You should see the things we do, baby
In the middle of the night, in my dreams
I know I’m gonna be with you
So I take my time
In the middle of the night

[Post-Chorus]
Baby, let the games begin
Let the games begin
Let the games begin
(Are you ready for it?)
Baby, let the games begin
Let the games begin
Let the games begin
(Are you ready for it?)

Lyrics Harry Styles – Two ghosts

Same lips red, same eyes blue
Same white shirt, couple more tattoos
But it’s not you and it’s not me
Tastes so sweet, looks so real
Sounds like something that I used to feel
But I can’t touch what I see.(two ghosts)

We’re not who we used to be
We’re not who we used to be
We’re just two ghosts standing in the place of you and me
Trying to remember how it feels to have a heartbeat.

The fridge light washes this room white
Moon dances over your good side
This was all we used to need
Tongue-tied like we’ve never known
Telling those stories we already told
‘Cause we don’t say what we really mean.

We’re not who we used to be
We’re not who we used to be
We’re just two ghosts standing in the place of you and me
We’re not who we used to be
We’re not who we used to be
We’re just two ghosts swimming in a glass half empty
Trying to remember how it feels to have a heartbeat.

We’re not who we used to be
We’re not who we used to be
We’re just two ghooosts standing in the place of you and me
We’re not who we used to be versuri-lyrics.info
We don’t see what we used to see
We’re just two ghosts swimming in a glass half empty
Trying to remember how it feels to have a heartbeat.

Trying to remember how it feels to have a heartbeat
I’m just trying to remember how it feels to have a heartbeattt.
Harry Styles lyrics
Video ghosts