Kongehuset — Kongen af Kvarteret song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Kongen af Kvarteret" by Kongehuset.
Lyrics
GhettoSveeeeeend -det var en go dag
GhettoSvend kom kørende i sin mors gamle Skoda
Ned igennem kvarteret -vejret var herreblæret
Det var hans domæne, der var ik et sted, han ik havde været
Overalt, hvor han kom, var der flag, for det var hans fødselsdag
Han tog en øl og skrued låget af
GhettoSvend var den, der styred, hvem der fik dyppet dyret
Hvis man sku brug en pige, var det GhettoSvends, man hyred
Så Svend havde penge, som vi andre har i tankerne
Gemt i madrassen, for han stoled ik på bankerne
Han nakked sine piger, mens han talte sine spir
Han var kongen af gaden -Otte kilos emir
Bossen på boulevarden, ekspanderet siden starten
Hvis du ser en flise nu, er det GhettoSvend, der har den
De kan lease en flise for et mindre beløb
Og GhettoSvend styrer deres salg og deres køb
Profitmaksimering kaldes det på handelsskolen
Og der har Svend da osse et par piger fra Polen
Han får en del af kagen, når de gir den på et lagen
For uden hans beskyttelse er gaden ikke sagen
For gadens lov og jury den er hård, når den straffer
Men GhettoSvend kender alle gadens paragraffer
En skaffer af piger til det ene og det andet
Tag nu Lise dér, hun er lige kommet ind fra landet
Hos Bente kan du vente dig de særeste ting
Og Bitten, hun ka li den i den bageste ring
Og Lola, der brugte en cola til onani
Det tog Falck fire timer at skære den fri
Men Svend, han er ligeglad, for hver en mand er pigeglad
Og har du nogle ønsker, så skal du bare sige, hvad
Du tænder på, og Svend vil få dig til at komme igen
Alle kunder er tilfredse hos GhettoSveeeeeeeeend
GhettoSveeeeeend
Kongen af kvarteret Århus N
GhettoSveeeeeend
Kongen af kvarteret Århus N
GhettoSveeeeeend
Kongen af kvarteret Århus N
GhettoSveeeeeend
Kongen af kvarteret Århus N
GhettoSveeeeeend -har du penge til mig, sæk?
Selv den bedste luksussæk er stadigvæk kun en bæk
I GhettoSvends å, alle andre fisk er små
For han er hajen fra ringvejen og til Århus H
Da Borggades kørselsretning blev vendt om, blev GhettoSvend fortørnet
Og flytted pigerne til Trøjborg, til Kødhjørnet
Og når han flytter, følger markedet med
Der åbned fire pornobiffer på Niels Juelsgad et sted
Nå, men, som GhettoSvend chiller, mens han triller ned af gaden
Ser han balladen, et par hustlere fra Staden
Han kører hen, sir GhettoSvend er navnet
Mit territorium er ikke et, der skal bli’e Københavnet
Har I bøf, kan I sælge den på færgen, den går om ti minutter
For GhettoSvend ser gerne, at I smutter
Og de checked hans guld, det var tifold af deres
Og Svend sagde: «Det der guld der, det vist heller ik' jeres»
For en ruffer, han skal bære guld med stilo
Og der fandme være rigtig mange kilo
Så de gav ham deres guld og var hurtigt væk
Og GhettoSvend rulled videre til den næste sæk
GhettoSveeeeeend
Kongen af kvarteret Århus N
GhettoSveeeeeend
Kongen af kvarteret Århus N
GhettoSveeeeeend
Kongen af kvarteret Århus N
GhettoSveeeeeend
Kongen af kvarteret Århus N
Og min mand GhettoSvend i for vild en stil
Og min mand GhettoSvend i for vild en stil
Og min mand GhettoSvend i for vild en stil
Og min mand GhettoSvend i for vild en stil
GhettoSveeeeeend -pimpen i projekterne
Prøv én hans piger, og det ta’r år at komme til hægterne
Det koster lidt mere, men alle ved hvorfor
GhettoSvend er en ruffer, der aldrig skuffer
På vejen til den næste i det hårde kvarter
Hvor små børn er så høje, at de tror, det altid sner
Det hænder, at der ryger et par tænder på hans venner
Århus N (klir) -det var en grønlænder
Svend kender spillet, så han får ingen skrammer
Der er ingen, der kan røre ham i storbyens rammer
Han parkerer ved en suspekt flok af folk fra sit projekt
Det er her, han hører hjemme, her, han får sin respekt
Han går hen og spør, hvad det er, de står og laver
De vender sig om og overdænger ham med gaver
En siger: Hvad skal man gi til én, som alle ved er hajen
Vi hented kuglen her i Gjellerup, og én blev skudt på vejen
Så Svend, tag imod spejlkuglen, vi har med
Vi mente, den ku passe ind i stilen på dit landsted
Og Svend kører hjem til Birgitte for at gøre det beskidte
Igen og igen -hun sir Ghettosveeeeeend
GhettoSveeeeeend
Kongen af kvarteret Århus N
GhettoSveeeeeend
Kongen af kvarteret Århus N
GhettoSveeeeeend
Kongen af kvarteret Århus N
GhettoSveeeeeend
Kongen af kvarteret Århus N
Lyrics translation
Ghettosveeeeend-it was a go day
GhettoSvend came running in his mother's old Skoda
Down through the neighborhood-the weather was master-trained
It was his domain that wasn't a place he hadn't been
Everywhere he came, there were flags, because it was his birthday
He took a beer and unscrewed the lid
GhettoSvend was the one who ruled who got dipped the animal
If you needed a girl, it was Ghetto friend's, you shepherd
So Svend had money that the rest of us have in mind
Hidden in the mattress, because he didn't trust the banks
He nakked his girls while he spoke his spires
He was the king of the street-eight kilograms of emir
The boss on the boulevard, expanded since its inception
If you see a tile now, it's GhettoSvend that has it
They can lease a tile for a smaller amount
And GhettoSvend controls their sales and their purchases
Profit maximization it is called at the trade school
And then Svend has a couple of girls from Poland
He gets a piece of the cake when they put it on a sheet
Because without his protection the street is not the case
For the law of the street and jury it's tough when it punishes
But GhettoSvend knows all the rules of the street
A catcher of girls for one and the other
Take Lise there. she just came in from the country
At Bente you can expect the strangest things
And Bitten, she likes it in the back ring
And Lola, who used a Coke for masturbation
It took Falck four hours to cut it free
But Svend, he doesn't care, because every man has a girl's heart
And if you have any wishes, just say what
It turns you on, and Svend will make you come again
All customers are satisfied at GhettoSveeeeeeeeend
GhettoSveeeeeend
The king of the District of Aarhus N
GhettoSveeeeeend
The king of the District of Aarhus N
GhettoSveeeeeend
The king of the District of Aarhus N
GhettoSveeeeeend
The king of the District of Aarhus N
Ghettosveeeeend-you got money for me, bitch?
Even the best luxury bag is still just a creek
In GhettoSvends River, all other fish are small
Because he's the shark from the ring road to Aarhus H
When Borggade's driving direction was reversed, GhettoSvend was resentful
And moved the girls to Trøjborg, to the meat corner
And when he moves, the market follows
Four porn movies were opened at Niels Juelsgad somewhere
Well, as GhettoSvend chiller, as he trills down the street
Does he see the fuss, a couple of hustlers from the city
He's going, sir GhettoSvend is the name
My territory is not one to become Copenhagen
If you have steak, you can sell it on the ferry, it will leave in ten minutes
'Cause ghettos Vend wants you to leave
And they checked his gold, it was tenfold of theirs
And Svend said, " that gold there, I don't think it's yours either»
For a ruff, he must wear gold with stilo
And there's a hell of a lot of pounds
So they gave him their gold and were quickly gone
And GhettoSvend rolled on to the next sack
GhettoSveeeeeend
The king of the District of Aarhus N
GhettoSveeeeeend
The king of the District of Aarhus N
GhettoSveeeeeend
The king of the District of Aarhus N
GhettoSveeeeeend
The king of the District of Aarhus N
And my husband ghettos turned in too wild a style
And my husband ghettos turned in too wild a style
And my husband ghettos turned in too wild a style
And my husband ghettos turned in too wild a style
The ghettosveeeeend pimp in the projects
Try one his girls, and it takes years to recuperate
It costs a little more, but everyone knows why
GhettoSvend is a ruff that never disappoints
On the way to the next in the hard neighborhood
Where little children are so tall that they think it's always snowing
It happens that a few teeth smoke on his friends
Århus N (klir) - it was a Greenlander
Svend knows the game, so he gets no scratches
No one can touch him in the city frame
He parks by a suspect bunch of people from his project
This is where he belongs, here, he gets his respect
He's going to ask what they're doing
They turn around and lavish him with gifts
One says: what to give to one who everyone knows is the shark
We picked up the bullet here in Gjellerup, and one was shot on the way
So Svend, take the mirror ball we have with us
We thought it might fit into the style of your country house
And Svend drives home to Birgitte to make it dirty
Again and again-she sir Ghettosveeeeend
GhettoSveeeeeend
The king of the District of Aarhus N
GhettoSveeeeeend
The king of the District of Aarhus N
GhettoSveeeeeend
The king of the District of Aarhus N
GhettoSveeeeeend
The king of the District of Aarhus N