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(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
– (Cevi, ki sranje gor, TnT)
(Ayy, JB)
– (Aj, JB)
Yeah, yeah, uh
– Ja, ja, uh
Fell in love with my cup, it’s just me and my drank
– Zaljubil sem se v mojo skodelico, samo jaz in moja pila
So much pain in my heart got me numb to the brain
– Toliko bolečine v srcu me je otrplo do možganov
And the crackers on our bumpers, shit ain’t sweet as you think
– In krekerji na naših odbijačih, sranje ni sladko, kot si misliš
Loyalty for royalty, I did it all for the gang
– Zvestoba za licenčnino, vse sem naredil za tolpo
Now here’s a message for the youth, it ain’t worth it
– Tukaj je sporočilo za mlade, ni vredno
Niggas police, it ain’t worth it
– Niggas Policija, to ni vredno
Yeah, we stand on that business, fuck around, tie up a witness
– Ja, stojimo na tem poslu, se zajebavamo, privežemo pričo
My past ain’t perfect, the judge handing out jersey numbers
– Moja preteklost ni popolna, sodnik deli številke dresov
Mistakes is nothing, you live and you learn
– Napake niso nič, živiš in se učiš
I was tryna get some sleep, so I been sipping that syrup
– Poskušal sem zaspati, zato sem srkal sirup
Preaching to my young niggas to lay off the pills
– Pridiga, da moje mlade niggas odpustiti tablete
My baby mama text my phone like, “You got some nerve”
– Moj dojenček mama besedilo moj telefon kot, ” imaš nekaj živcev”
Know I come up out that bottom, I came straight from the curb
– Vem, da sem prišel ven, da je dno, sem prišel naravnost iz robnika
Youngin asking me advice to get his paper mature
– Mlada me prosi za nasvet, da bi dobili svoj papir mature
My mouth told him chase his dream, but the younger child in me screamed
– Moja usta so mu povedala, da lovi svoje sanje, toda mlajši otrok v meni je kričal
“Tell your big homie to front you half a bird”
– “Povej svojemu velikemu prijatelju, da ti napoti pol ptice”
You scared, then go to church, if you scared, them crackers’ll give you life, you life
– Strah te je, potem pojdi v cerkev, če te je strah, ti bodo krekerji dali življenje, ti življenje
Okay, my brother back in jail, my songs leaking out, I am not alright
– V redu, moj brat nazaj v zaporu, moje pesmi puščajo ven, nisem v redu
In 2018, my partner was eighteen, they gave him twenty years, twenty years
– Leta 2018 je bil moj partner osemnajst let, dali so mu dvajset let, dvajset let
If you eighteen with twenty, that mean he got more time than he fucking lived
– Če ste osemnajst z dvajset, to pomeni, da je dobil več časa, kot je prekleto živel
Preaching to Lil Keed, I told him try to make it to the league, get a jersey number
– Pridigal sem Lil Keedu, Rekel sem mu, da poskusi priti v ligo, dobiti številko dresa
It ain’t nothing in these streets, but graveyards and jersey numbers, jersey numbers
– Na teh ulicah ni nič, ampak pokopališča in številke dresov, številke dresov
Yeah, yeah, yeah
– Ja, ja, ja
It ain’t nothing in these streets, but graveyards and jersey numbers, jersey numbers
– Na teh ulicah ni nič, ampak pokopališča in številke dresov, številke dresov
Bro callin’ from the jail, he said his lawyer swapped him out (Uh)
– Brat kliče iz zapora, rekel je, da ga je odvetnik zamenjal (Uh)
I was hollerin’ at lil’ Yayo, they gave him a dub and he did five
– Bil sem hollerin ‘na lil’ Jao, so mu dali dub in je naredil pet
Still shot him with his slides on, bro institutionalized
– Še vedno ga je ustrelil s svojimi diapozitivi, brat institucionaliziran
Still killin’, inmates shanked each other, I’m just happy that he survived
– Še vedno killin’, zaporniki shanked seboj, jaz sem samo vesel, da je preživel
Pay anything to get you free, you, I’m picking sides
– Plačajte karkoli, da vas osvobodim, vi, izbiram strani
Know a couple people who bit the cheese who used to be the guys
– Spoznajte nekaj ljudi, ki so ugriznili sir, ki so bili nekoč fantje
Paid an inmate in call fare, clean your laundry, laundry
– Plačan zapornik v Call fare, očistite perilo, perilo
Shoot away, show you how I did get a lunch tray, lunch tray
– Streljaj stran, pokaži, kako sem dobil pladenj za kosilo, pladenj za kosilo
They’ll give you a judge and I’ma judge, don’t put you in the gang
– Dali vam bodo sodnika, jaz pa sodnika, ne postavljajte vas v tolpo
They be treating us like a jeweler, can’t wait to put us in some chains
– Z nami ravnajo kot z draguljarjem, komaj čakajo, da nas spravijo v nekatere verige
On FaceTime with lil’ TJ, say his mama was actin’ strange (She was actin’ strange)
– Na FaceTime z lil ‘TJ, pravijo, njegova mama je bil actin ‘čudno (ona je actin’ čudno)
Said his brother turned his back since he been in, I felt his pain (Felt his pain)
– Rekel je, da je njegov brat obrnil hrbet, odkar je bil notri, čutil sem njegovo bolečino (čutil sem njegovo bolečino)
Seen a gangster go to jail and fuck a sissy
– Videl sem gangsterja, kako je šel v zapor in pofukal mevžo
He wouldn’t control himself, the first day out, I was back to sipping
– On ne bi sam nadzor, prvi dan ven, sem bil nazaj srkanje
Niggas tell me, “Don’t get high,” I should try and make a living
– Niggas povej mi, “ne dobijo visoko,” Moral bi poskusiti in da živi
But I tell ’em I’m a hustler and I’d rather make a killing
– Ampak povem jim, da sem prevarant in bi raje ubil
Preaching to Lil Keed, I told him try to make it to the league, get a jersey number (Yeah)
– Pridigal sem Lil Keedu, Rekel sem mu, da se poskusi uvrstiti v ligo, dobiti številko dresa (ja)
It ain’t nothing in these streets (Yeah, yeah), but graveyards and jersey numbers (Yeah), jersey numbers
– Na teh ulicah ni nič (ja, ja), ampak pokopališča in številke dresov (ja), številke dresov
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
– Ja, ja, ja (ja)
It ain’t nothing in these streets, but graveyards and jersey numbers, jersey numbers
– Na teh ulicah ni nič, ampak pokopališča in številke dresov, številke dresov
Uh
– Uh
