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Jala Brat & Buba Corelli - Kalashnikov (English Translation) Lyrics[Intro: Jala Brat]
Woo-woo, ye, aha
Ah, reggae VG gang, ye (Wooh)
Corelli, Jala Brat

[Chorus: Jala Brat]
And when the night falls, I put the shades on just so I couldn't see (But who?)
The haters, the rappers, those ones that want me deceased (Aye)
And when the day dawns, I'm strolling down the alleys, everything's good (But how?)
The fact that the Kalash is stashed out back by my colleague (Wooh)
AK's tucked, out back in the trunk, boy (Boy)
AK's tucked, out back in the trunk, boy (Boy)
AK's tucked, out back in the trunk, boy (Boy)
Blakka, blakka, blakka (Wooh)

[Verse 1: Jala Brat]
Off with all ya mommas, coming in hot like a missle
If the game were a woman, I'd've already blown her whistle
Off the hook, immature, cruise the hood with a Bimmer
When I enter the club, you better move that fat bum
My people are on guard, no point in looking for us
Fuck all else, the streets are pointing handguards at each other like we're in Gaza
If it ain't in the car luggage, stash the Kalash in the garage
If he hasn't snitched yet, he will, ship him off, safehouse refuge
The whole hood's been shaking, chick's shaking it for that cash grab
Getting booked for the whole year, checking in with bags of money
On my mother's name, we're on the beat like bikers on a Harley
Cora's my brother, same way Luigi's to Mario
Let Balaš quote me on that: "Got a Kalash in the hatchback"
If you're pushin', means you got dope, the feds got eyes, you bound to drop
You know they sell their ass for lines, from the 'burbs to city lines
Don't you come closer to the wolf, don't need eyes to see he's hungry (Howl)

[Chorus: Jala Brat]
And when the night falls, I put the shades on just so I couldn't see (But who?)
The haters, the rappers, those ones that want me deceased (Aye)
And when the day dawns, I'm strolling down the alleys, everything's good (But how?)
The fact that the Kalash is stashed out back by my colleague (Wooh)
AK's tucked, out back in the trunk, boy (Boy)
AK's tucked, out back in the trunk, boy (Boy)
AK's tucked, out back in the trunk, boy (Boy)
Blakka, blakka, blakka (Wooh)

[Verse 2: Buba Corelli & Loš Sin]
Porsche Panamera flow, Buba Corelli Ferrari
Putting on an incredible show, tell the critics they can bow and blow it
Rush off and record guitar covers, this ain't the feature that you'll star in
Bursting the bars over the beat, praising whatever I come up with
Cash is there just to be cashed in, your girl's getting under my skin
Told her not to touch me, she'd crash in, insisting she'll be handing out a great tip (Ha)
Booked all the way from April, down to September
Cora's the core of Bosnian scene, 'cause there's no stage without me in it
Don't you make us fuck your moms, fuck up your pops
What you gonna do? I'm point blank, you still shoot blanks
You got a lesbian hoe, you go lay by her
My shawty be like Kim, and I'm her Kanye
Fuck waiting around, the time is up
Your rapping sounds to me like yapping crap
I ain't got a clue where everything will fit
Sarajevo tunes bouncing everywhere
Cora can't go on, he's over-prepared
Flow's a chainsaw, 'cause it's shredding the street
I'm knitting the rhymes up over the top
Bruh, I'mma put these paws on you, don't you make me
This year's going to be our year, Ali Bomaye
I'm not the one who railed your bae, only Buba, yea

[Chorus: Jala Brat]
And when the night falls, I put the shades on just so I couldn't see (But who?)
The haters, the rappers, those ones that want me deceased (Aye)
And when the day dawns, I'm strolling down the alleys, everything's good (But how?)
The fact that the Kalash is stashed out back by my colleague (Wooh)
AK's tucked, out back in the trunk, boy (Boy)
AK's tucked, out back in the trunk, boy (Boy)
AK's tucked, out back in the trunk, boy (Boy)
Blakka, blakka, blakka (Wooh)