[English translation for ''Hayrola'']

[Intro]
(Artz, what's poppin' my G?)
(B-B-Bugy)

[Pre-Hook: Ezhel]
Bring it on
Let the lies come, with snakes
I walk on road with it I'm in distress
A lot of bad things, easy for me

[Hook: Ezhel]
What's up, what's up
What happened yo, surprised?
Upcoming is ours, hope to morrow
Even if we stand tall, we never fall
I've enough nits picking at me, nonetheless
It can come, come away with and call names
Who will curse, I adapt
Never fall, stand (Tall)

[Verse 1: Ezhel]
I've been struggling with same problem since I was 15
In rush for money, I was searching
My head is high, life's hard, corrupt personality
Chaos, I have wound and you call: ''What up bro!''
My phone in airplane mode, you're beneficiary
Every hour, I don't have misdeed, forgive
They criticized my fidelity, what should I do?
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