Hey, when they look for trouble, lead bullets fly
Sharp like Thai noodles
German rap is a gay dog like a poodle
I fuck you in slow motion
It's not my problem, let them all go broke
We show no manners, fuck your life
Packed in the old building, to sell it in the block
Cycle of the night and the bitches want to fuck
Spit, dip, cup in one go
The weed we smoke is better than sex
Hany, are you up for it? Come, let's write a text
Banana clip tastes, dude, retetetet
Chew on my steak, fake ID
Buy the CD and I'll buy a CL
I swear on my mom, man, I'll buy a CL
Black, brown, or yellow, I don't give a shit

Hamburg, Frankfurt, Hany and the street gang
Block sound, we want money in our pockets
Baba street rap, no problem
Here come Hany and Gzuz, fuck everyone

Hamburg, Frankfurt, Hany and the street gang
Block sound, we want money in our pockets
Baba street rap, no problem
Here come Hany and Gzuz, fuck everyone

You spit a wrong tone and we'll beat you to a pulp
We are two of the hottest out there right now
If you act up, your head will be split with a shovel
Construction site style, come dare to come in here
Always blue lights shining, dust turns to money
The kush hits hard, I think I'm high
Head is messed up but outfit is nice
I smoke and write, three thousand lines
In 2001, I was starting in the park
Today I press music, even your father likes it
When Hany is on the mic, there's an assassination
It goes ratata tata tatata
Dude, 439 187
After the battle, I leave my enemy lying naked
I celebrate my music like Eintracht victories
You can hate me or just love me

Hamburg, Frankfurt, Hany and the street gang
Block sound, we want money in our pockets
Baba street rap, no problem
Here come Hany and Gzuz, fuck everyone

Hamburg, Frankfurt, Hany and the street gang
Block sound, we want money in our pockets
Baba street rap, no problem
Here come Hany and Gzuz, fuck everyone

Ah
439
187
Hanybal
Gazi
Yeah!

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