HAVAL – Kandahar pt2 (English lyrics)

Intro:
Mmm, oh na na na na na
Da da da da mmm
Lost mmm
Lost mmm

Verse 1:
Lost my job, do not see me panic
I do not want fame, want money from music
I fuck what they say, shit in their criticism
I pick up some kilos of hash and I feed my family
I sit on hash, can top with vanilla
I struggle every day until I touch a few millions
Then lean back, can live where you want
Gets easier with the kids we can get some more
Back how we burned away chances
Lifestyle kills like cancer
Habibi you married a gangster
There is no heart, there was one
They talk, they lie
(Brother I see)
I suffer, they enjoy
(I know you know)
I was serving time, now I’m out
(I come to you)
At the meeting I shoot
(I’m getting the army)
Brother I have experience so best that you gather all
(Collects all)
The arsenal is the best I know so you know I collect guns
(Collects guns)
It’s going crazy you know it’s going to be hot in Afghanistan, Kandahar
When bang bang bang bang on the avenue ask ‘’who the hell is he’’ it is Haval

Chorus:
Gunnen it goes brapp
(Gunnen it goes brapp)
The sirens go way way way
Testing makes me angry
(Testing makes me angry)
Mom cries ley ley ley
You get killed when someone gets fucked
Back your kid, became handicapped
Brother it is strictly prohibited to talk
On my guard the sultan in our neighborhood

Verse 2:
In court I am Swedish, in war I am Kurd
I’m crusing in a benz, you know I’m a villain
I’m a tiger in nine months, please go ask your girl
The neighborhood belongs to who? welcome to my hood
The gun is with us every day, special occation we pick up the guns (the guns)
I adds hits it goes well, no vacation you run away aa la la
(Aa la la)
Completely paranoid, I’m preparing my home
Testing anyone, jalla come to me my friend
No watchdog 7.65, 7.62 always rests by my bed
Live gangster for life, two girls in my bed
My gun and my wife, nice grils sleep when I bangs
Reads out a duʿāʾ that I learned a long time ago
The coffin on my shoulder when I buried my best friend
You don’t know what we been through, what has happened
Here it becomes inferno from the spark someone has lit.
Like cars in parking lot you risk being burned
The situation reverses if it has not already reversed

Chorus:
Gunnen it goes brapp
(Gunnen it goes brapp)
The sirens go way way way
Testing makes me angry
(Testing makes me angry)
Mom cries ley ley ley
You get killed when someone gets fucked
Back your kid, became handicapped
Brother it is strictly prohibited to talk
On my guard the sultan in our neighborhood

Outro:
The gun goes
The sirens go off
Mom cries ley

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