First, Happy birthday, beautiful
Second, The night will be so long
Tell your mom not to be afraid, the club is far from gunshots
Thirdly, wear black and go out, just to know ,it's snowing above the hill
And the boys become men, commandos in the middle of night
They taught us to play gangs on the field
Boy boy, they shot you
Boy Boy , they shot you
Boy boy, they shot you
We are just having fun, where did you hide?
Boy boy, they shot you
Boy boy, they shot you
Boy boy, they shot you
Fourthly, Don't speak with women
To not stay all night on bodies
The women are just a measurement
For respect in front of people
Maybe there's a gun in his pocket
Because the boy is his father's son
Here no one can be caught
Adonis is the victim of the jungles