[English Translation to "Berlin"]

[Part 1: Samra]
Wallah, wallah, Nazar, Nazar
Do not be jealous of my money and I smoke the cigar
Foggy head if we throw
Bring us butts of Marlboro Red, Gold Tobacco
They want to know how much we earn
And we mix darby with multivitamin
Blue lights when we run away
Run over the traffic jam in the matt gray GT S
Be patient, baba
And I tattoo "95 BPM" in my pulse vein
Yes, I smoke, I accept everything (Yes)
Rrah, I go for the Bratan

[Pre-Hook: Capital Bra]
The cop stops us, but we haven't stolen anything
But the cartridges are already in the barrel
They arrest us via Holland or Poland
Because in Berlin you mustn't trust anyone

[Hook: Samra]
The cop stops us, but we haven't stolen anything
But the cartridges are already in the barrel
They arrest us via Holland or Poland
Because in Berlin you mustn't trust anyone