Din Rai 2 - El Nino, Karie

Samurai:

Am in portbagaj doua gume de scandal

Basu in rosu sa tremure strada

Cu fata in dreapta «Hai fa sa te plimb»

Zi sa moara fata ca p-asta n-o simti

Eu zic sa te tii cu amandoua de usa

Inchide si trapa ca intra cenusa

Fa repede o cruce, de ce ai inchis ochii?

Alearga si bate drumul zici ca e Rocky

(BUM) in mainile sortii dau 200 sa sara pivotii, inele pe strada de-ngheata

toti mortii

Cand ma vede garda isi uda chilotii

(BUM) tot asa pana la mare, am luat 10 beri dimineata racoare, apa, nisipul,

picioarele goale, am

Ajuns in rai, facem o plimbare?

Anvelopa ma roaga s-o iert

Pedala s-o calc mai incet

Trag frana de mana si cerc, dupa cerc, dupa cerc, dupa cerc

Karie:

Numarul 1 pe A1, dau pe a-doua banda ca nebunu, 360 de cai sub capota,

nu dorm pe mine nu imi

Trebuie rulota

Prima parcare mai mare e a mea si stai sa vezi ce fac in ea

Dau mult gas si rup aderenta, ii dau si bass si rup concurenta

Ei mosule da-te ca vine

Ei flash dupa flash ne grabim

Ei imi place sa cred in orice fac ca mai e putin

Ei pare ca n-am timp de nimic, n-am timp (stii ce zic)

Si pare ca ma comport de parca am bagat un plic

Anvelopa ma roaga s-o iert

Pedala s-o calc mai incet

Trag frana de mana si cerc, dupa cerc, dupa cerc, dupa cerc

El Nino:

Am iesit pe strada sa imi plimb bomba

Da-te ca iti bag in gura toba

Hola gagica vrei sa-mi vezi calu?

E ca la Ferrari, emblema vreau banu'

Ia stai ca-mi arde motorul de parca cerc dupa cerc dupa cerc, inca odata

Ridic paharu pentru bagabonti si patru roti

Pentru oameni muncitori si cateodata pentru hoti

La volan E46, ce a muncit fratele tau

Toarna gas pe cauciucuri, cascaval in torpedou

Inca o data trag frana de mana, tractiune pe spate si ce-o sa ramana

E o urma in care am pus pasiunea, in tabla de Cobra ma stii dupa nume

BUCATTI calc strada, dintre nori sa-mi zici Olanda (x3)

Anvelopa ma roaga s-o iert

Pedala s-o calc mai incet

Trag frana de mana si cerc, dupa cerc, dupa cerc, dupa cerc

Samurai:

I have two rubber bands in the trunk

Bass in red to shake the street

Face to the right «Let me take you for a walk»

Let the girl die because she doesn't feel this

I say hold on to the door with both

Close the hatch as the ash enters

Make a quick cross, why did you close your eyes?

Run and hit the road, say it's Rocky

(BOOM) in the hands of fate I give 200 to jump pivots, rings on the ice road

all dead

When the guard sees me, he wets his panties

(BOOM) same way until the sea, I had 10 beers in the morning, coolness, water, sand,

bare feet, I have

Arriving in heaven, shall we take a walk?

The tire begs me to forgive it

I will step on the pedal more slowly

I pull the handbrake and circle, after circle, after circle, after circle

Caries:

Number 1 on the A1, I hit the second lane like crazy, 360 horses under the hood,

I don't sleep, I don't

I need the trailer

The first bigger parking lot is mine and wait to see what I do in it

I give it a lot of gas and break the grip, I also give it bass and break the competition

Come on, Santa

They flash after flash we hurry

I like to believe in everything I do that there is still a little

They seem like I don't have time for anything, I don't have time (you know what I'm saying)

And it seems that I am behaving as if I stuffed an envelope

The tire begs me to forgive it

I will step on the pedal more slowly

I pull the handbrake and circle, after circle, after circle, after circle

El Nino:

I went out on the street to walk my bomb

Let me put the drum in your mouth

Hello girl, do you want to see my horse?

It's like a Ferrari, the emblem I want money'

Wait, my engine is burning like circle after circle after circle, once again

I raise a glass to bums and four wheels

For working people and sometimes for thieves

Behind the wheel of the E46, what did your brother do?

Pour gas on tires, cheese in the torpedo

Once again I pull the handbrake, rear traction and what will remain

It's a trace in which I put my passion, in the Cobra board you know me by name

BUCATTI I walk the street, from the clouds tell me Holland (x3)

The tire begs me to forgive it

I will step on the pedal more slowly

I pull the handbrake and circle, after circle, after circle, after circle