Mir Mir - A NITE? (feat. ZymZala) Lyrics

Kalle kalle I u dul flaka
Jom skifter per kto manjaka
Jo qe po du me Bo gara
Po lshoma udhen un kur tqartna
Loqka mjep kry te Kalaja
Mu kan perzi cilla o binakja
I foli omel thot kejt u laga
Zemermir Pom jep dhurata
Allora ciao tutu bene
Pronto Paret o qfar njdenje
Me mar veten me tmir per do sene
Se shum leht lun prej mendje
E per do qe Jon hater
Hekrin une shum shpejt e nxerr
Jo qe jom najfar gangster
Po kejt e din qe jom shooter
One pac two pac three pac 4
Meniher ti me Bo zo
Pershendtje moj Rita or
Babes tone kom me ja lyp at dor
Qeshu pak un rrezikoj
Rep me gjith zemer un boj
E zemren e Saj me ni qokollad
Tzvicrres ja fitoj
A Nite?
Zemer tkom moj shqipe
Mos tboj perseritje
Direkt na ki prej amerike
A Nite?
Zemer tkom moj shqipe
Mos tboj perseritje
Direkt na ki prej amerike

Kot e prish internetin
Sdota me ja prish qefin
Femeran ja mora en malizi, crna gora
Krejt naten e kam per veti
Rruj ma pistoletin
Blue check sikur Ledri
Brought a knife to a fight, Si ske marre o ti shkreti
Like a nun shordy I cant fw them
Two bands, count a hundred some
Two heads on my eagle like a pendulum and a pair of nuts
How you gon put all that shit on yo mans
When on liveleak he got f*cked up
I got my gango in london to france
With wife beaters and nunchucks
Two chains and two checks
1 clip thats two necks
Don't call me and don't text
This ain't Ted Talks or fit checks
The way he moving his pointer fingers
You see he represent one of them
I was moving like Magic Johnson
With prescriptions and blood tests
Homeboy pulled up with his shordy, but f*ck it man, she'll leave with us
Brand label my 2040
Cause there's 8 bitches and 3 of us
Your favorite rapper gon' know me baby
If I was you I'd hate my guts

Back in the bando my Shqipes they bend poles
Aimed for the body, got tapped in the mental
We in the function with henny and redbull
Bitches throw ass, we give them the run-thru
It's a party baby if you not turned up you can't get in
Dridhe dridhe baby
You can shake some ass for baby Zym
Call the village imma pillage all these bitches my dick in
Thirre Mirin, thirre Rinin
Catch that call we bout to spin
Call the block, we in yo town
On the radar, we around
In the foreigns we stay roaring Watch it up when we touchdown
If it ain't about bread don't hit my phone
Dancing on your dead, I'm stepping on toes
Ma ha karin, ta qifsha nanen
Femna jote, bahet tanen
We on the lit shit, that "hurry, get rich" shit
Walk with my draco like I'm with a big bitch
Ready to sin like I'm in Ulqin
They trying to keep track, just watch where I been