Thirty-three degrees, let's put on the chrome rim
We're stoned, we're on Lean (ah)
Shooting through the city, pedestrian zone
Bass bangs evil, Bose hypnosis
Most beautiful in the Daimler, the boys make big
Watches, chains, all through fruit
Pure from over there, purest pleasure
Ice cold one to one go in on evil
Snap is doubled, invested directly
Haze, he hops in the package to you
Perfectly vacuumed, no smell comes out
Everyone consumes, everyone exploits your addiction
Everyone is correct, when you suddenly have money
But out of the dirt you only come, if you do it yourself
I smoke a Haze-Blunt, let me massage
187, you can't copy that, ha!

Thirty zone! Thirty zone!
The civvies are doing rounds, it's hot where I live
We're throwing coal! Throwing coal!
And distribute the drugs to get us Nikes
In the thirty zone! Thirty zone!
With the sunroof open, I'm high like a drone
We want one, two million! One, two million!
Always cranking three leaves, it goes further up

Thirty-three degrees, we're heating through the city
Customers come to me, have been awake for three days
Only listen to what my fine scale tells me
Thirty grams of hash for today, personal use
The Daimler makes noise, since we were top ten
All the pussies in hot pants are staring at us
Moruk gets best flakes from Rotterdam
Come, turn my Ott into a blunt and you're in shock
OCB Slim, fuck the vaporizer
And the Jägermeister remains my companion
Like every Friday fresh barbershop shave
I only pump 'Pac Shakur, look at the wristwatch
Time flies, old school, back then handbag thieves
Chill on the meadow, grill some Adanaspieße
Boys come to visit from open prison
I can sleep until three, because Ott is my job

Thirty zone! Thirty zone!
The civvies are doing rounds, it's hot where I live
We're throwing coal! Throwing coal!
And distribute the drugs to get us Nikes
In the thirty zone! Thirty zone!
With the sunroof open, I'm high like a drone
We want one, two million! One, two million!
Always cranking three leaves, it goes further up

Thirty-three degrees, scoop of ice cream with cream
Barbecue, barbecue, meat marinade
Step on the pedals to the Thai massage
Craft myself a Baba and drive high through the street
Kafa of death with watermelon
Round over the cathedral, fat man, bag full of coal
Weapon, cartridges, sunglasses, check!
We bomb everything away, our accounts are covered
Nigga, open top, get the Super Soaker out
Make all the pussies wet and my brother records it
Have learned, don't trust any whore
Always with condom, otherwise sons of bitches come out (pussy!)
And thank God there's contraception
In the Benz through the settlement with gang tattoo
And if you see no way out, then reach for the gun
187 Strassenbande, iced tea lemon

Thirty zone! Thirty zone!
The civvies are doing rounds, it's hot where I live
We're throwing coal! Throwing coal!
And distribute the drugs to get us Nikes
In the thirty zone! Thirty zone!
With the sunroof open, I'm high like a drone
We want one, two million! One, two million!
Always cranking three leaves, it goes further up

Thirty zone!
Hundred percent risk, we want millions (millions)
Thirty zone!
It's like a monkey cage here!
Thirty zone!
Civvies patrolling on all sides of the street
Thirty zone!
Always cranking three leaves, it goes further up

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