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Genius English Translations

"Dree Low - Pippi (English Translation)"

[Chorus]
What kind of lifestyle is this? Get smoked like in Sissi
They celebrate me in Mitt I but hate in Expressen
Nothing that was important, defame me in the press
Pull up with a sticky, make them shut up
Go and ask Blizzy, I hate being famous
Here the tables turn like sticky-icky, my friend
Andree, he is Pippi, he can make it by himself
I have never been a pus*y but you can go home

[Verse 1]
If only you knew, you would be quiet, ayy
If only you knew, you would be [?], ayy
She just sucked my di*k, then she gave you a kiss
Ayy, brother, double filter, he rolled a blunt
Ayy, I don't want to have a gun in my hand
If I'm forced to, double magazines get pulled out fast
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth
The life in the ghetto is crazy, it's true
Ayo, my brother, we need to keep our bond
So I told my mother, "I need to be a man"
May God be with us, not Satan
But I dribble him who sees us, no one else
Ayy, leave me alone, my honor is holy
And my brother with a guy here at my show
Everything I have of course I'm sharing
Right is right and wrong is wrong

[Chorus]
What kind of lifestyle is this? Get smoked like in Sissi
They celebrate me in Mitt I but hate in Expressen
Nothing that was important, defame me in the press
Pull up with a sticky, make them shut up
Go and ask Blizzy, I hate being famous
Here the tables turn like sticky-icky, my friend
Andree, he is Pippi, he can make it by himself
I have never been a pus*y but you can go home

[Verse 2]
Rest in peace, all the brothers perish
[?], hand on the piston
Everyone is pretending to be something until death arrives
Souls have fallen, too many in the ghetto
If there is a risk, I'll lose my cash
Roll up a blunt before the plan, sayonara
Won't log out until we are all finished
100 men by me, burn all the fakes
And everyone here got stuck like amphetamine
And the pigs are looking, they are trying to bust
They start planting, lying with evidence
Just let us live, leave my life
Best grades, hate my skin
Louis V fabric every day now
Link up Perud, shoutout Hjällbo, 16-4, 164

[Chorus]
What kind of lifestyle is this? Get smoked like in Sissi
They celebrate me in Mitt I but hate in Expressen
Nothing that was important, defame me in the press
Pull up with a sticky, make them shut up
Go and ask Blizzy, I hate being famous
Here the tables turn like sticky-icky, my friend
Andree, he is Pippi, he can make it by himself
I have never been a pus*y but you can go home

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