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Tiripe Ma 2

👤 Hichkas & Reveal 🎼 Tiripe Ma 2 - Single ⏱️ 3:34
🎵 4114 characters
⏱️ 3:34 duration
🆔 ID: 8321938

📜 Lyrics

روشنفکرای خیابونی
بودیم گاهی حافظ، گاهی رومی
می و نی و حوری، صیقل روحی
گاهی فردوسی با چند تا خط خونی
بذار واست تصویر سازی کنم، مثلاً اینجوری
بعضی وقتا کسی کنه جیک جیک، می ریزه خون چیک چیک
ماشینا بیب بیب... خانوما جیغ جیغ...
مامورا می ریزن و میگ میگ...
میپیچن به بازی همه. می گیرن گل
میشینن، میپیچن، می بینن شوک
تیریپم جرم
چون جوری زندگی می کنم که انگار می میرم صبح
ظهر محشرم. جواهر رو ول کن من خود معدنم
حق کلی آدم گردنم. آویزه گوشم هرچی پیرا حرف زدن
یه چند باری هم بهم دستبند زدن
اینه تیریپ ما، باقی ول معطلن
ایـــــنـــــه تـــــیـــــریـــــپ مـــــا
بعد چند وقت یه آهنگ مشتی شیرینه، ها؟
بیا
This is how we rolling, this is how we moving
Missing for a minute now we back on them movement
Spitting something new here, tell them how we do yeah

Put your hands in the air, like you're getting jacked by gunmen
Never thought you'd see me with Hichkas in London
From local to global the raps gonna function
Connect with criminal heads like trunchons
London where they buss guns for the lump sums
Corrupted from young if the slums where you come from
Rule number ones real simple: trust none
Check your history 'cos we living in a dungeon
London blood flows cold like the river Thames
So the chip on my shoulders as Big as Ben
On the roads youths cold and indifferent
Opposing soldiers patrolling in different ends
I was born in Iran but I grew up
In a city where the sun acted like he never knew us
A Bipolar town with several faces
Religious extremists and EDL racists
Home of corrupt bankers and thug gangsters
Not all of them are real though, nuff of them are wankers
We got everything you need on the street
Trees bear strange fruit like Amnesia and Cheese
Home of the shankman, home of the shooter
Overnight became home of the looter
Home to the Homeless home of the Hustlers
Must be a Londoner, 'cos I'm in love with her
ایـــــنـــــه تـــــیـــــریـــــپ مـــــا
بعد چند وقت یه آهنگ مشتی شیرینه، ها؟
بیا
This is how we rolling, this is how we moving
Missing for a minute now we back on them movement
Spitting something new here, tell them how we do yeah
ایـــــنـــــه تـــــیـــــریـــــپ مـــــا
راه که میریم دیگه سنگین نیست، آسفالت جر می دیم و
باج نمی دیم هیچوقت به هیچکس تا بمیریم
Never settling. Going for the gold medal in anything that I meddle in
Hardcore shit, Start war shit, Bunch of Gully Irani's who buss the car door quick
Your click on some Carte D'or shit. Fam too sweet, too moist, you're trying to force it
قرصه دل، ولی فقط واسه شب ۱۴ نی
عالمی دارن مینالن. این، ماییم که می زنیم حرف به وقتش
تنها چیزی که نداریم هم حد و مرزه
I slam them rap yea, Original Rudeboy, Established mad breh
The city gets different when it's dark don
Cats on that Top Gear, I call 'em Clarkson
This is how we do things, This is how we moving
London to Tehran and back, no refuelling
میونه نداریم با حرف مفت و حاجیت هرچی گفت معنی کن
می فهمی ارزش داره، کم کم چند ملیونه
Spitting something new here, Tell 'em how we do yea

ایـــــنـــــه تـــــیـــــریـــــپ مـــــا
بعد چند وقت یه آهنگ مشتی شیرینه، ها؟
بیا
This is how we rolling, this is how we moving
Missing for a minute now we back on them movement
Spitting something new here, tell them how we do yeah
ایـــــنـــــه تـــــیـــــریـــــپ مـــــا

⏱️ Synced Lyrics

[00:07.95] روشنفکرای خیابونی
[00:09.86] بودیم گاهی حافظ، گاهی رومی
[00:11.96] می و نی و حوری، صیقل روحی
[00:14.55] گاهی فردوسی با چند تا خط خونی
[00:17.47] بذار واست تصویر سازی کنم، مثلاً اینجوری
[00:21.22] بعضی وقتا کسی کنه جیک جیک، می ریزه خون چیک چیک
[00:25.89] ماشینا بیب بیب... خانوما جیغ جیغ...
[00:29.53] مامورا می ریزن و میگ میگ...
[00:33.45] میپیچن به بازی همه. می گیرن گل
[00:36.04] میشینن، میپیچن، می بینن شوک
[00:37.78] تیریپم جرم
[00:38.74] چون جوری زندگی می کنم که انگار می میرم صبح
[00:41.32] ظهر محشرم. جواهر رو ول کن من خود معدنم
[00:44.04] حق کلی آدم گردنم. آویزه گوشم هرچی پیرا حرف زدن
[00:47.80] یه چند باری هم بهم دستبند زدن
[00:49.88] اینه تیریپ ما، باقی ول معطلن
[00:51.67] ایـــــنـــــه تـــــیـــــریـــــپ مـــــا
[00:55.02] بعد چند وقت یه آهنگ مشتی شیرینه، ها؟
[00:58.73] بیا
[00:59.42] This is how we rolling, this is how we moving
[01:01.01] Missing for a minute now we back on them movement
[01:02.89] Spitting something new here, tell them how we do yeah
[01:04.91] Put your hands in the air, like you're getting jacked by gunmen
[01:08.53] Never thought you'd see me with Hichkas in London
[01:10.47] From local to global the raps gonna function
[01:12.26] Connect with criminal heads like trunchons
[01:13.82] London where they buss guns for the lump sums
[01:15.82] Corrupted from young if the slums where you come from
[01:17.68] Rule number ones real simple: trust none
[01:19.59] Check your history 'cos we living in a dungeon
[01:21.31] London blood flows cold like the river Thames
[01:23.03] So the chip on my shoulders as Big as Ben
[01:25.06] On the roads youths cold and indifferent
[01:26.86] Opposing soldiers patrolling in different ends
[01:28.79] I was born in Iran but I grew up
[01:30.42] In a city where the sun acted like he never knew us
[01:32.28] A Bipolar town with several faces
[01:34.18] Religious extremists and EDL racists
[01:35.96] Home of corrupt bankers and thug gangsters
[01:37.93] Not all of them are real though, nuff of them are wankers
[01:39.73] We got everything you need on the street
[01:41.54] Trees bear strange fruit like Amnesia and Cheese
[01:43.57] Home of the shankman, home of the shooter
[01:45.15] Overnight became home of the looter
[01:46.99] Home to the Homeless home of the Hustlers
[01:48.88] Must be a Londoner, 'cos I'm in love with her
[01:50.63] ایـــــنـــــه تـــــیـــــریـــــپ مـــــا
[01:54.06] بعد چند وقت یه آهنگ مشتی شیرینه، ها؟
[01:57.60] بیا
[01:58.37] This is how we rolling, this is how we moving
[01:59.88] Missing for a minute now we back on them movement
[02:01.81] Spitting something new here, tell them how we do yeah
[02:03.77] ایـــــنـــــه تـــــیـــــریـــــپ مـــــا
[02:06.00] راه که میریم دیگه سنگین نیست، آسفالت جر می دیم و
[02:10.35] باج نمی دیم هیچوقت به هیچکس تا بمیریم
[02:13.44] Never settling. Going for the gold medal in anything that I meddle in
[02:16.45] Hardcore shit, Start war shit, Bunch of Gully Irani's who buss the car door quick
[02:19.98] Your click on some Carte D'or shit. Fam too sweet, too moist, you're trying to force it
[02:24.17] قرصه دل، ولی فقط واسه شب ۱۴ نی
[02:26.24] عالمی دارن مینالن. این، ماییم که می زنیم حرف به وقتش
[02:30.47] تنها چیزی که نداریم هم حد و مرزه
[02:32.28] I slam them rap yea, Original Rudeboy, Established mad breh
[02:34.88] The city gets different when it's dark don
[02:37.03] Cats on that Top Gear, I call 'em Clarkson
[02:39.03] This is how we do things, This is how we moving
[02:40.69] London to Tehran and back, no refuelling
[02:42.56] میونه نداریم با حرف مفت و حاجیت هرچی گفت معنی کن
[02:45.52] می فهمی ارزش داره، کم کم چند ملیونه
[02:47.87] Spitting something new here, Tell 'em how we do yea
[02:50.12] ایـــــنـــــه تـــــیـــــریـــــپ مـــــا
[02:53.06] بعد چند وقت یه آهنگ مشتی شیرینه، ها؟
[02:56.50] بیا
[02:57.37] This is how we rolling, this is how we moving
[02:59.03] Missing for a minute now we back on them movement
[03:00.96] Spitting something new here, tell them how we do yeah
[03:03.16] ایـــــنـــــه تـــــیـــــریـــــپ مـــــا
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