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Tell ’em Kendrick did it, ayy, who showed you how to run a blitz?
– Dic ‘ em Kendrick fecit, ayy, quis ostendit tibi quomodo currere blitz?
Tell ’em Kendrick did it, who put the West back in front of shit?
– Dic ‘ em Kendrick fecit illud, Qui Posuit Occidentem retro ante stercore?
Tell ’em Kendrick did it, ayy, I’m trippin’ and I’m lovin’ it
– Dic ’em kendrick fecit illud, ayy, ego sum trippin, et ego sum lovin’ eam
Tell ’em Kendrick did it, like, wha—
– Et Dixit: Si In Aliquo Dubitaveritis, —
Hi, have you ever been a joint and you know it?
– – Habesne iam aliquam coniecturam?
Have you ever had to flip your unemployment?
– Have vos umquam habuit ad flip tuum otium?
On the dead guys, nigga, I ain’t goin’
– Et in filio hominis, quod non est idem’
Ayy, on the dead ones
– Alie quidem dei sunt immortales,
We’ll treat an enemigo like some bread crumbs
– Nos youll tractare an hostigo sicut quidam panis mica
All of my killers on go, like, who said somethin’?
– Omnes interfectores mei ite, sicut, quis dixit aliquid’?
Redrum, all I think about when I see heads come
– Redrum, cum videro omnia cogitare de capitibus venire
Do my dance, hit the chop when I see opps go
– Do choro meo, ledo dolor cum videre opps ire
Let ’em claim it, we the ones who really pop, bro
– Et dixit: si in aliquo dubitaveritis, frater
Don’t televise it, we the ones who lettin’ chops blow
– Non televisifica, nos qui lettin ‘ minuit concisas ictu
Opps know, let ’em piss him off and it’s a flop show
– Opps scire, lets ’em defricatus urina eum off et suus’ a flop ostende
Murder man, singin’ murder music off a murder van
– Il racconto di una guardia notturna: “ho catturato un assassino”
Beat the pussy up like I been celibate and I murder sound
– Percute pussy sursum sicut caelibem fui et sonus homicidii
Who is him? One and only shotta, known as murder man
– Quis est eum? Unum et solum shotta, notum homicidium
Catch you doin’ dirty, it’s no other way but murder plans
– Quod si ‘sordida, suus’ non alius via sed homicidium consilia
I broke her heart and you the type to go and fix it
– Ego fregit eius cor tuum et ad genus illud figere
Don’t wanna speak if you ain’t talkin’ ’bout no ticket
– Non loquar si tu non loqueris ” nulla tessera praedura palaestrae
I’m bougie with it, but I might just let you kiss it
– Ego cum eo bougie, sed modo eam osculari possem
Hit that block with diamonds on me, you could tell ’em Peysoh did it
– Ledo quod scandalum cum crystallini in me, potuisti dicere ‘ Em Peysoh fecit illud
Tell ’em Peysoh did it, ayy, who showed you how to run a blitz?
– Dixit: “Ave, rabbi!” et osculatus est eum.
Tell ’em Peysoh did it, who put the West back in front of shit?
– Dices: “Ave, rabbi!” et Quis Est Qui resistat vultui meo?
Tell ’em Peysoh did it, ayy, I’m trippin’ and I’m lovin’ it
– Dic ‘Em Peysoh id fecit, ayy, trippin sum’ et sum lovin ‘ eam
Tell ’em Peysoh did it, like, wha—
– Et Dixit: “Ave, Rabbi!” et osculatus est eum—
Hi, have you ever been a joint and you know it?
– – Habesne iam aliquam coniecturam?
Have you ever had to flip your unemployment?
– Have vos umquam habuit ad flip tuum otium?
On the dead guys, nigga, I ain’t goin’
– Et in filio hominis, quod non est idem’
Hop out suicide doors, it’s the Hitta, man
– Saliunt fores mortem, Suus ‘ Hitta, homo
You don’t wanna see them doors slidin’ on the Caravan
– Non videbis portas slidin ‘ in Comitatu
I know killers who was catchin’ bodies and not one fade
– Scio interfectores qui erat catchin corpora et non unum cecidimus
I was thirteen up at Avalon, poppin’ chains
– Tredecim ascendit Ad Auallonia, poppin catenis
Fourteen, ridin’ minibikes with some dead friends
– Quattuordecim, ridin ‘ minibikes cum quibusdam amicis mortuis
Twenty-one, flag on my head like a Taliban
– Viginti et unum, vexillum Super caput meum Sicut taliban
Twenty-five, feelin’ like the box, it was full of sand
– Viginti quinque, feelin ‘ sicut arca, arena plena erat
At the cemetery, fuck that, that’s where I could’ve been
– In coemeterio, quod irrumabo, quod suus ‘ ubi potui esse
142nd, I’m connected like I’m Rosecrans
– 142. et im ‘ coniuncta Sicut Ego Rosecrans
Kinda shit I seen, try and forget and I will pop a Xan’
– Pius stercore vidi, experiri et oblivisci et Ego Pop A Xan’
Uppin’ scores, doin’ files, sacrifices like a boxing ring
– Uppin’ ustulo, doin ‘ files, sacrificia sicut caestu anulum
Can’t throw in the towel, pistol-packin’ since a child
– Non potest igitur in eo esse fictum, quia puer
Ayy, like it’s Iraq, shooter name Hussein
– Ayy, sicut iraq, surculus nomen Hussein
Ridin’ with the dirty blicky, switchy, make a new flame
– Ridens’ sordida blicky, switchy, novam flammam faciunt
She said I been a dog all my life, bae, can you change?
– Ea dixit o puer ego eram omnem vitam meam, bae, mutare potes?
True to my religion, Cuban links, more than two chains
– Quid ad vos religio, Cubanus nexus, plus quam duo catenae
Tell ’em Hitta did it, ayy, who showed you how to run a blitz?
– Dixit: “Ave, rabbi!” et osculatus est eum.
Tell ’em Hitta did it, who put the West back in front of shit?
– Dicite: “Hitta” et Quis Est Qui resistat vultui meo?”.
Tell ’em Hitta did it, ayy, I’m trippin’ and I’m lovin’ it
– Dic ’em Hitta fecit illud, ayy, ego sum trippin, et ego sum lovin’ eam
It’s gettin’ down to the wire
– Suus ‘gettin’ usque ad filum
Get on my Bob the Builder shit, get down with the pliers
– Ut Mihi Bob Conditor stercore, descende cum forcipe
Been comin’ back-to-back hits, how this nigga ain’t tired?
– Iam comin ‘ retro-ad-retro hits, quam haec nigga non defessus?
I’m with some rockstar bitches, they want Lizzie McGuire
– Ego sum cum quibusdam canino rockstar, volunt Lizzie McGuire
I’m switchin’ gears, I pop the clutch, I’ll send a nigga up
– Ego switchin ‘ anni, ego pop lacessit, ego mitto a nigga sursum
A risk-taker, I’ll call you niggas’ bluff
– A periculo-taker, ego voco vobis niggas ‘ saevus
If they hangin’ out for real, we come deduct, tuckin’ tails, they out of luck
– Si hangin ‘ e pro reali, deductum venimus, caudae tuckin, ex fortuna
When it’s wartime, they hidin’ in the cut
– Cum suus ‘bellum, quod hidin’ in conscidisti
Y’all had y’all chance, y’all couldn’t do it
– Y ‘ y ‘habebat y’ casu y ‘ non faciam illud
I swear I’m comin’ worse than y’all baby moms, I’m puttin’ niggas through it
– Iudicat res aliter quam sint … infans lacinia, ego puttin ‘ niggas per eam
They hate to see me doin’ it
– Odio facere eum eum
Meal ticket, I’m pursuin’ it
– Prandium tessera, im’ non sequi
I’m in the field for real, UCLA Bruins
– Si vero in agro, UCLA Bruins
They askin’ how I do it, how a young nigga so fluent
– Interrogabant ‘ quomodo id facio, quam iuvenis nigga tam disertus
I kept my mouth closed and I ain’t never leave no witness
– Os meum clausum servavi et numquam testimonium non relinquo
D.O.A. up on the scene, tell ’em YoungThreat did it, nigga
– D. O. a. in scaenam, dicere ‘ em minas fecit illud, nigga
