Brobizz - Gigis, Gilli

Pah-pah-pah-pah, Molo-Molo

Alle sammen snakker, men det' Molo-Molo

Alle sammen tripper, men det' Molo-Molo, ay

Min lærer sagd' til mig: «Ta' det roligt»

Jeg' sjakal, og jeg ved, det' kronisk

Og min dame hun er fucking tropisk

Men min mama hun har stadig hovedpine

Han ka' ikk' snak', ring din fucking telefon ind

De laver rav, men det' ikk' så logisk

Vi' fra junglen, men det' ikk' zoologisk

De brækker døren til din far med et koben

Og min shotta han er med mig, han har to ben

Han har en kalash klar, brormand, hvis der' problem

Brr, hvis der' problem

Går den ra-ta-ta, nu 'det mordscene (Eey)

Så' det mordscene

Han har problemer, så han prøved' at træk' sin bror ind

Men de blodpeng' ka' bli' til stor' peng'

Så det ender med en stor én (Eey)

(Ay) Han havde en 9'er på sig, før han havde papir på sig

(Ay) Started' med fire poser, men nu har han 80 på sig

(Ay) Started' med kniv på sig, men nu har han liv på sig

(Ay) Han gik fra 1 til 100, som om han havde gear på sig

Min lærer sagd' til mig: «Ta' det roligt»

Jeg' sjakal, og jeg ved, det' kronisk

Og min dame hun er fucking tropisk

Men min mama hun har stadig hovedpine (Wuh)

Han ka' ikk' snak', ring din fucking telefon ind

De laver rav, men det' ikk' så logisk

Vi' fra junglen, men det' ikk' zoologisk

De brækker døren til din far med et koben

Så fuck din radio

Den her er dedikeret til la varrio

Til la varrio

De yngre, de ældre elsker de små (Wooh)

Det går ow-ow-ow

Ser kun min' brødre når det' orlov-lov

Ay, når det' orlov-lov

Allesammen råber: «Fuck loven-loven-loven»

Har en bror, der lige er røget ind

Har en bror, der lige er kommet ud

Har en bror, der stadig rykker pind'

Har en bror, der stadig rykker ud

Min lærer sagde til mig: «Ta' det roligt»

Jeg' sjakal, og jeg ved, det' kronisk

Og min dame hun er fucking tropisk

Men min mama hun har stadig hovedpine (Wuh)

Brormand, ikk' fæld tårer

Det her' dedikeret til de brødre, der gik bort

Det her' dedikeret til de mødre, der har sorg

Det her' dedikeret til min' brødre ned' i gården

(Dem bag tremmer, der ikk' har nydt året)

Vi ved, tiden den går

Vi ved, tiden den går

Bare stik et kald, og du ved, vi' vågn'

Dem bag tremmer, der ikk' har nydt året

Vi ved, tiden den går

Vi ved, tiden den går

Bare stik et kald, og du ved, vi' vågn'

Dem bag tremmer, der ikk' har nydt året

Vi ved, tiden den går

Vi ved, tiden den går

Bare stik et kald, og du ved, vi' vågn'

Pah-pah-pah-pah, Molo-Molo

Everyone is talking, but it 'Molo-Molo

Everyone trips, but it 'Molo-Molo, ay

My teacher said to me: "Take it easy"

I 'jackal, and I know, it' chronic

And my lady she's fucking tropical

But my mama she still has a headache

He can 'not' talk ', ring your fucking phone

They make amber, but that 'not' so logical

We 'from the jungle, but it' not 'zoological

They break your father's door with a crowbar

And my shotta he is with me, he has two legs

He has a kalash ready, brother, if there's problem

Brr, if there 'problem

Goes the ra-ta-ta, now 'the murder scene (Eey)

So 'the murder scene

He has problems, so he tried to 'pull' his brother in

But the blood money 'can' become 'big' money '

So it ends with a big one (Eey)

(Ay) He was wearing a 9's before he had paper on him

(Ay) Started 'with four bags, but now he has 80 on him

(Ay) Started 'with a knife on him, but now he has life on him

(Ay) He went from 1 to 100, as if he was wearing gear

My teacher said to me: "Take it easy"

I 'jackal, and I know, it' chronic

And my lady she's fucking tropical

But my mama she still has a headache (Wuh)

He can 'not' talk ', ring your fucking phone

They make amber, but that 'not' so logical

We 'from the jungle, but it' not 'zoological

They break your father's door with a crowbar

So fuck your radio

This one is dedicated to la varrio

Til la varrio

The younger, the older love the little ones (Wooh)

It goes ow-ow-ow

See only my 'brothers when it' leave-law

Ay, when it 'leave-law

Everyone shouts: «Fuck the law-law-law»

Has a brother who just smoked in

Have a brother who just got out

Have a brother still sticking stick '

Has a brother who is still moving out

My teacher said to me, "Take it easy."

I 'jackal, and I know, it' chronic

And my lady she's fucking tropical

But my mama she still has a headache (Wuh)

Brother, do not shed tears

This' dedicated to the brothers who passed away

This' dedicated to the mothers who are grieving

This' dedicated to my 'brothers down' in the yard

(Those behind bars who have not enjoyed the year)

We know the time it goes

We know the time it goes

Just make a call and you know we 'wake up'

Those behind bars who have not enjoyed the year

We know the time it goes

We know the time it goes

Just make a call and you know we 'wake up'

Those behind bars who have not enjoyed the year

We know the time it goes

We know the time it goes

Just make a call and you know we 'wake up'