NOS CREÍAMOS KIES Lyrics (English Translation) – HOKE, Morad

Read the full NOS CREÍAMOS KIES (English Translation) lyrics by HOKE and Morad along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy HOKE's music, you can also explore AIMBOT and TELEKINESIS, two other songs by HOKE.

[Chorus: HOKE]
We didn't believe kies, my brother doesn't smile anymore
Connections in the DM, on an empty stomach all PM
With a ball on the foot, not a single motherfu*ker who walks
They don't follow us anymore
We passed by the crime scene
We covered ourselves up like movie stars, yeah
We didn't believe kies, my brother doesn't smile anymore
Connections in the DM, on an empty stomach all PM
With a ball on the foot, not a single motherfu*ker who walks
They don't follow us anymore
We passed by the crime scene
We covered ourselves up like movie stars
Who's gonna stay when this is over?

[Verse 1: HOKE]
They don't smell good anymore, 50 or 100
I had already left, but I just relapsed
If I don't look they don't see me, 04 express
Sometimes I barely speak because of the stress, yeah
The good and the bad are thrown at me at the same time
I already know what it is, love and interest
But look at my wrist, that's the only judge
I walk with my feet frozen from stepping on the cement
I know all the streets, even the cranes at the port
There were many blows, brother, I don't count them anymore
I've already seen the Devil, he always comes from within
We learned to move, but now I find myself
With my pockets full in the middle of the desert
In a two-meter bed with one eye open
The scanner no longer beeps at the airport

[Verse 2: Morad]
We don't have enough for the movies, or for him to come and give his opinion
And now I have enough to buy one or ten moccasins
And even So I go with TN, white as snow
Snow coming through the port of Valencia

Packages arriving in BCN (He says)
Everyone knows what the essence is, but no one who moves it
You don't even trust the gala, the money doesn't let you go (Uh-oh)
Bad, always isolated (Uh-oh), a little bit drunk from the pain
Money doesn't come to you, sitting still, they don't pay a lawyer (Uh-oh)
The money all flew away
Olympics
I was in the yard in the sack doing pull-ups
And you meanwhile on the street got into a fairy world
Remember the music and street accounts are separate, they are divided (No-no)
Everyone happy when they get their wad of money (No-no)
My colleague carries a toy in the false bottom of the trunk (No-no)
Knocking on wood so they don't get me tomorrow wood' (No-no, no-no)
Knocking on wood so they don't get me first

[Bridge: Hoke & Morad]
Tell me, Morad
Look

[Chorus: Hoke]
We didn't believe kies, my brother doesn't smile anymore
Connections in the DM, on an empty stomach all PM
With a ball on the foot, not a single son of a b!tch to walk
They don't follow us anymore
We passed by the crime scene
We covered ourselves up like movie stars, yeah
We didn't believe kies, my brother doesn't smile anymore
Connections in the DM, on an empty stomach all PM
With a ball on the foot, not a single son of a b!tch to catch
They don't follow us anymore
We passed by the crime scene
We covered ourselves up like movie stars
Who's gonna stay when this is over?