3ROBI – Mrowen ft HEUSS L’ENFOIRE (English lyrics)

Intro :
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Pre-chorus (3robi) :
Everywhere is streetlife, homie, everywhere is mrowen
I’m on the spree, a homie, for money am mrowen
I’m on the streets, everybody’s mrowing
Everybody’s looking for money, homie, everybody’s mrowen

Chorus (3robi, Heuss L’enfoiré) :
Mrowen, mrowen, mrowen
Mrowen, mrowen, mrowen
(Mrowen, mrowen, mrowen
Mrowen, mrowen, mrowen)

1st verse (Heuss L’enfoiré :
I’m in Amsterdam high off Banana Kush
Bring some Mula, money bags, drinks, Havana Cigars
Money, sunshine, problem, rubenn, I call Vesti Rubegen
Police raids, awakening, problem, rubenn, I call Vesti Rubegen
Paris, Brussels, Amsterdam, Western Union, MoneyGram
X-ADV, full helmet right in front of the cathedral
Arai helmet on the bike, mentally strong like the Galatasaray
We came to you dirty, like that good shit from Rotterdam
I’ll be back in a while Mrowen, baby, I don’t know what to say
I’m drunk please, don’t pay any attention to my flaws
I’ll be back in a while Mrowen, baby, I don’t know what to say
I’m drunk please, don’t pay any attention to my flaws

[Pre-Chorus: 3robi]
Everywhere is streetlife, homie, everywhere is mrowen
I’m on the spree, a homie, for money am mrowen
I’m on the streets, everybody’s mrowing
Everybody’s looking for money, homie, everybody’s mrowen

[Chorus: 3robi, Heuss L’enfoiré]
Mrowen, mrowen, mrowen
Mrowen, mrowen, mrowen
(Mrowen, mrowen, mrowen
Mrowen, mrowen, mrowen)

[Verse 2: 3robi]
From the street, Amsterdam is my town (Is my town)
Browsing with Kalashnikov, b7al chi pirate (B7al chi pirate, pow, pow)(as if I am a pirate)
Tranquilo homie, have that glock for dinnemok (Dinnemok)
Br-Brakka Amiri and he goes over (Tss, ah, ah)
Drari paranoia by that 7az9a
Stick a bomb in that fucking banka
They can’t tip, mayne I see them whipping (Pow, pow)
They can’t resist, they see where I stand, yeah
Just a lihoudi(a jew), we got a lot of stacks (Ah)
Crazy tracksuit and Air Max
3robi mayne, I’m with Heuss, crazy AMG, no bus
My boys ready for that job
My boys with that cagoule, that’s balaclava (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
See those rappers do my after, [?] don’t hang with bla (Motherfuck)
Me and my drari, sda3, all those freda are weird (-fuck)

[Pre-Chorus: 3robi]
Everywhere is streetlife, homie, everywhere is mrowen
I’m on the spree, a homie, for money am mrowen
I’m on the streets, everybody’s mrowing
Everybody’s looking for money, homie, everybody’s mrowen

[Chorus: 3robi, Heuss L’enfoiré]
Mrowen, mrowen, mrowen
Mrowen, mrowen, mrowen
(Mrowen, mrowen, mrowen
Mrowen, mrowen, mrowen)

[Outro: Heuss L’enfoiré, 3robi]
Aah
Mrowen, mrowen, mrowen
Mrowen, mrowen, mrowen
I’m on the streets
Mrowen, mrowen, mrowen
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