N.I.A : traduction de autre langue vers Anglais
Hey, brr
Brr, brr, brr, brr
Those who are wicked, hey
C.N.L.M NO CAP, C.N.L.M NO CAP
Oh-oh, okay
California (hey) completely stoned niya (hey, hey, hey, oh-oh)
I get it in bills (brr) in Western Union, or in Ria (hey-ey)
Alone in combat, I continue to pray, 24/7 in the mess, I ended up burning out (hey-ey)
Basically we don't want to shine, at 14 we had already gone crazy (okay)
24/7 in the mess, recounting the money, negro life in danger to make a bill (hum)
We've already folded them, baby, I've spent my whole life dealing (hum)
We don't even know who you are, Greenzer, I'm only there when it starts to stink (hum)
Why are you starting to scream? They betrayed me, no, they weren't whole (hum)
We have the tools, the tools, the tools, the tools
Dressed for 50 it's not Cerruti
They didn't understand, we put them subtitles
And when they come to suck it will be screwed
I tear off the ge-pa when I made a mistake
I smoke three times, my brain is saturated
My old one I love you a lot, but what are you beaten (oh)
You're going to have to fasten your seatbelt (ouh)
I smoke three times, my brain is trembling (trembling)
So now I put some weed in your belly (belly)
Bundle of she-ca at the bottom of my pocket (pocket)
It's me you see in the Porsche (Porsche)
Number 1, it's obvious ('dent)
I'm in Class S like president (hey, Greenzer)
I repeat, but I don't think you understand
Black I don't have that to do, you hear? (He-hey, hey)
I arrive stoned like the Marleys (eh, yo)
We're going to fuck those who talked (eh, yo)
Green Montana feat The Barrier (eh, yo)
We think we're in the streets of Harlem (eh, yo)
We turn off everyone and roll gamas
I don't care to know who starts
We were nice, we ended up like a-c
It's the moula that makes us liboma (okay)
California ('nia) completely stoned niya (completely stoned niya, yeah-ah)
(?) There's weed on my biatch (yeah-ah)
These bitches they think we look alike ('semble)
You're fucked, we're going to end up together ('semble)
Big rock, big blood stain (blood)
I feel good in this German bolide (hey, okay)
California (hey) completely stoned niya (hey, hey, hey, oh-oh)
I get it in bills (brr) in Western Union, or in Ria (hey-ey)
Alone in combat, I continue to pray, 24/7 in the mess, I ended up burning out (hey-ey)
Basically we don't want to shine, at 14 we had already gone crazy (okay)
24/7 in the mess, recounting the money, negro life in danger to make a bill (hum)
We've already folded them, baby, I've spent my whole life dealing (hum)
We don't even know who you are, Greenzer, I'm only there when it starts to stink (hum)
Why are you starting to scream? They betrayed me, no, they weren't whole (hum)
Greenzer, NMR, yeah, grah-grah