Unerlaubtes Fahren (feat. Bonez MC)

(Yes)

Few hundred km/h, dude, unauthorized driving
Grab a hundred thousand in cash, because the customers outside are paying (Haha)
In Schein'n, with coins, high also in Munich (Yes)
Few hundred km/h, yup, the cop is too slow

White dust, no white doves (Na)
Let the bitches suck like a Dyson
Brother, can we still adjust the price?
Otherwise, I'm left with only three, four thousand (Ohh)
Gazi has to save the party again (Yes)
Bring Don Julio and a few limes (Yes)
Warm-up drinking on street corners
In flip-flops and steel glasses
I used to be very athletic, then came pharma and synthetic (Haha)
My house is built stone by stone, the paste is still sticky
I look like a professional boxer, my nose not symmetrical
No cage, I lay it down and that's the result
I don't give a shit about politics, because they also shit on me (Yes)
We're not that different, because I know where to meet (Tell me, where?)
Midnight in front of the brothel, every cop is a woof-woof (Yes)
Prison has reformed me, yes, I only cheat at Mau-Mau (Haha)

(Few hundred km/h, dude, unauthorized driving)
(Grab a hundred thousand in cash, because the customers outside are paying)
(In Schein'n, with coins, high also in Munich)
Few hundred km/h, yup, the cop is too slow

[Hook: Gzuz, Bonez MC & Both]
Few hundred km/h, dude, unauthorized driving
Grab a hundred thousand in cash, because the customers outside are paying (Haha)
In Schein'n, with coins, high also in Munich (Yes)
Few hundred km/h, yup, the cop is too slow

Sternschanze with the crew
So many blunts, I'm afraid I'll suffocate
The sawn-off wrapped in a towel (Yes)
In UNKL fit through the center of Hamburg
Mhh, maybe you're not that cool after all
We're cool (How cool?), like fries red and white (Ahh)
187, our life is Hollywood-worthy
We also convoy when the sun doesn't shine (Yes)
Burnouts and donuts (Yes), fat rubber tracks on the road (Ahh)
Turn up with Jonas, Hakan's sweater is from Versace (Fuck)
You think you're at a tuning meet, but that's our garage
Over 30, winners, but mentally challenged, I drive even when I sleep
RoadRunnaz, on the road with the gang
Driving through the city, stars are counted
Visit our meeting, you're welcome
Even with BMWs or horse emblems
Benz-AMG, even the backrest gets hot
Soul is black, but teeth are white
Flaps are open, bass from the speakers
What should stop us? We live this shit

(Few hundred km/h) Dude, unauthorized driving
Grab a hundred thousand in cash, because the customers outside are paying (Haha)
In Schein'n, with coins, high also in Munich (Yes)
Few hundred km/h, yup, the cop is too slow