[Songtext zu „Traurig“]

[Intro: PASHANIM & Ajay]
(T7)
Joje
Ey (Ey), ja (Ey), Kreuzberg (Southstarr)

[Part 1: Ajay]
On the real, don't wanna test (Yah)
And we also never rest (Brrt; aha)
’Cause we signin' up for next (Yeah, pew-pew, pew)
[?] on my chest (Uh)
And we ridin', we don’t care
For the [?], for the flair (Sbrr)
[?] really care
But on my mind, you must beware (Lit)
Puffin', we missin' the purge (Skrrt)
Silent, we up in the virch (Goddamn)
Party, we put in the work (Yuh)
We ain't some n***as with purp'
Rollin' the doobie with you (Yuh)
My n***as be ready to shoot
Lil baller 'cause we makin' moves (Woo)
We ready to ride with the groove

[Hook: PASHANIM & Ajay]
Freunde sterben, wir sind traurig (Traurig)
61 immer Blaulicht (Blaulicht, pew-pew, pew)
Dein Choppa hilft dir auch nicht (Yeah)
61, man beklaut dich (Mh-hm, skrrt)
[Part 2: PASHANIM]
Smoke immer, aber rauch’ nicht (Ja)
Flipp’ Packs, dann verkauf' ich
Drück’ Packs, nein, ich lauf' nicht (Ja)
Aussage, Kripo glaubt nicht (Glaub nicht)

[Part 3: Joje]
Twist my fingers with the fam (Fam)
[?] scrapings on my hand (Pew-pew, pew)
And we keep [into?] ourselves, you can't comment (Goddamn; twish)
Do-do-don't you put the eye on me and don’t you eye the gang (Brrt)
I've been gon' real hard (Yeah), n***a, I've been goin' in (Drrt)

[Part 4: PASHANIM & Joje]
Schwarze Asics meine Kicks (Ja)
Stack-Bag voller Bricks (Bricks)
Homicides wegen nix (Brr)
Cano zählt so wie Crips (Crips)
Cops nerven, wenn wir trappen (Skrrt)
Altbauwohnung hohe [?] (Yeah)
Kripos holen uns aus den Betten (Betten)
Wer ist schneller? Komm, wir wetten (361)

[Part 5: Ajay]
Fake as the weather, we made up
Joje the n***a that's [?]
I'm just a shooter with main drugs
Fuck synthetic, just ate bud (No homo)
Pasha, be wavin' with that shit (Pew-pew)
Faker then they need a map, bitch (Brrt)
Findin' the course of attack, shit
Triggers, they pull with some whack shit, oh
[Part 6: PASHANIM & Joje]
Tiergarten sitzen nach Felonies (Ja)
Spill' Shots auf all meine Enemys (Yeah)
Es gibt in 61 'ne Menge G's (Skrrt)
Keine Frage, wer am Ende schießt (Swish)
[?] rock' ich daily (Gang)
Und Symba immer dicke Shady
Ich bin kafa, fühl' mich wavy
Deine Shawty mach' ich crazy

[Part 7: Joje]
I'm kafa, feelin' wavy (Wavy)
Might as well steal your lady
Whole gang gon' crazy (Crazy)
Fuck, fuck, bein' lazy (Skrrt)
I'll be on my grind (Yeah)
And it make a n***a win (Swish)
I won't stop 'til I'm smoking in the Benz
But for now I'm in the ends (Pew-pew, pew)
And I'm with my dawgs (Okay)
Yeah, we might bite (Bam-bam)
We might jump over the fence, yuh
Yeah, I did wrong (Wrong)
Also did it right (Okay)
Cut the lights, pour a pint
Ain't got time, don't hit my line (Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
[Hook: PASHANIM & Joje]
Freunde sterben, wir sind traurig (Nah, nah)
61 immer Blaulicht
Dein Choppa hilft dir auch nicht
61, man beklaut dich
Freunde sterben, wir sind traurig
61 immer Blaulicht
Dein Choppa hilft dir auch nicht
61, man beklaut dich

[Outro: Joje]
Pew-pew, pew