J. Cole – Die Together Angle Lyrics & Ayisyen Tradiksyon

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Uh
– Uh
Ayy
– Ayy
Da-da-da (Woo)
– Da-da-da (Woo)
Uh, huh
– Uh, huh

Now, I’m addicted to the shit like it was nicotine
– Kounye a, mwen dejwe nan bagay sa yo tankou li te nikotin
The streets have got me overdosin’ on adrenaline
– Lari yo te fè m’ overdosin ‘ sou adrenalin
Like it was lean, promethazine, have I become a fiend?
– Tankou li te mèg, promethazine, mwen te vin yon demon?
My nigga caught up with that girl, this ain’t no summer fling
– Nèg mwen an te rive jwenn ti fi sa a, sa a se pa yon fling ete
Know what I mean? Can’t use the phone ’cause niggas listening
– Konnen sa m vle di? Pa ka itilize telefòn lan paske nèg koute
Them boys be talkin’ shit, well, bitch, I got that Listerine
– Ti gason yo ap pale ‘ shit, byen, bitch, mwen te gen Ke Listerine
That pistol gleamin’ in the sun ’cause beef is interesting (What you say, nigga? The fuck you say, nigga?)
– Sa a pistolè gleamin ‘nan solèy la’ paske vyann bèf se enteresan (sa ou di, nèg? Fuck ou di, nèg?)
A quarter pounder get a nigga blown to smithereens (Fuck you say, nigga?)
– Yon trimès liv jwenn yon nèg soufle nan ti moso (Fuck ou di, nèg?)
My mama asked me what that drama ’bout and I don’t lie
– Manman m te mande m ki sa ki dram ’bout ak mwen pa bay manti
I said, “A little bit of money and a lot of pride”
– Mwen te di, “yon ti lajan ak anpil fyète”
I swear to God I cry when I look in my daughter eye
– Mwen sèmante Nan Bondye mwen kriye lè mwen gade nan je pitit fi mwen an
I’m thinkin’ if I die tonight, I never taught her how to ride a bike
– Mwen panse si mwen mouri aswè a, mwen pa janm anseye l kijan pou monte yon bisiklèt
Or how to fight if niggas clownin’ on her
– Oswa ki jan yo goumen si nèg clownin ‘ sou li
I gotta call my nigga Rallo from around the corner
– Mwen gen pou rele nèg Mwen Rallo soti nan dèyè kwen an
He came up on a pound of Mary straight from California
– Li te vin Sou Yon liv Mari dwat Soti Nan California
Let’s blow an ounce and move the rest, we bag it up, you do the rest
– An nou soufle yon o ak deplase rès la, nou sak li moute, ou fè rès la
Okay, I’m comin’ over quick, got hip for my nigga, this is it
– Oke, mwen ap vini sou vit, te vin branche pou nèg mwen an, sa a se li
Don’t know how he came up on it, must’ve probably hit a lick
– Pa konnen ki jan li te vini sou li, dwe gen pwobableman frape yon lik
Now, I don’t ask no fuckin’ questions, all I do is take my blessings to the strip
– Kounye a, mwen pa mande okenn kesyon, tout sa mwen fè se pran benediksyon mwen nan strip la
Make her flip, no more struggling, no more stressing
– Fè l vire, pa gen plis ap lite, pa gen plis estrès
‘Cause my baby need some Pampers and her daddy need a Buick
– Paske ti bebe m bezwen kèk Pampers ak papa l bezwen Yon Buick
Ain’t no future for a felon and there ain’t that much more to it
– Se pa yon avni pou yon kriminèl e pa gen anpil plis nan li
Why I do it? I feed my baby girl and then we lie together
– Poukisa mwen fè l? Mwen bay ti fi mwen manje epi nou kouche ansanm
I’m starin’ at her, swear I hope we fuckin’ die together
– Mwen ap gade l, sèmante mwen espere nou fuckin ‘ mouri ansanm

Die, die together (Nina? Nina?)
– Mouri, mouri ansanm (nina? Nina?)
Die together (Who loves you?)
– Mouri ansanm (ki moun ki renmen ou?)
I swear I hope we fuckin’ die together (Daddy loves you)
– Mwen sèmante mwen espere nou fuckin ‘ mouri ansanm (Papa renmen ou)
Die together (One day, I’ma buy you everything you want)
– Mouri ansanm (yon jou, mwen pral achte ou tout sa ou vle)
Die together
– Mouri ansanm
I swear I hope we fuckin’ die together (We’re gonna have a big house, you’re gonna have a big room)
– Mwen sèmante mwen espere nou fuckin ‘ mouri ansanm (nou pral gen yon gwo kay, ou pral gen yon gwo chanm)
(Die together) Die together
– (Mouri ansanm) Mouri ansanm
Die together (You’re all I got in this world)
– Mouri ansanm (ou se tout sa mwen te resevwa nan mond sa a)
I swear I hope we fuckin’ die together (Daddy gotta go find a real job)
– Mwen sèmante mwen espere nou fuckin ‘ mouri ansanm (Papa gen ale jwenn yon travay reyèl)
(Die together) Die together (I’ma drop you off with Mommy, I’m gonna pick you up next week, okay?)
– (Mouri ansanm) Mouri ansanm (mwen pral lage ou ak Manman, mwen pral ranmase ou semèn pwochèn, oke?)
Die together
– Mouri ansanm
I swear I hope we fuckin’ die together
– Mwen sèmante mwen espere nou fuckin ‘ mouri ansanm

3 in the mornin’ and I’m wide awake, yawnin’
– 3 nan maten an’ e mwen byen reveye, yawnin’
A couple pulls got me zonin’
– Yon koup rale te fè m ‘zonin’
Somethin’ tell me check my phone and I see a message
– Yon bagay ‘di m’ tcheke telefòn mwen e mwen wè yon mesaj
Five missed calls, they all from Rallo, right away, I check it (Ra’, Ra’, call me the fuck back)
– Senk apèl rate, yo tout Soti Nan Rallo, imedyatman, mwen tcheke li (Ra’, Ra’, rele m ‘ fuck tounen)
He stressin’, he breathin’ heavy, tellin’ me to call him ASAP (Hit me back)
– Li te ensiste, li te respire lou, li te di m rele l PI VIT ke posib (Frape m tounen)
I dial him right back, like, “What the fuck goin’ on?”
– Mwen rele l ‘tounen, tankou, ” ki sa ki nan fuck goin’ sou?”
He’s goin’ on about them trees that we sold and how we need to get low
– Li pral sou yo pyebwa ke nou vann ak ki jan nou bezwen jwenn ba
Some niggas lookin’ for us out here in the streets ’cause they know
– Gen kèk nèg kap chèche nou isit la nan lari yo paske yo konnen
That shit we sold ain’t belong to us, they wanna sing a song for us
– Sa a bagay nou vann se pa pou nou, yo vle chante yon chante pou nou
For fuckin’ up they money, nigga said it won’t be long for us
– Pou fuckin’ up yo lajan, nèg te di li pa pral lontan pou nou
I tell him, “I ain’t scared, I ain’t know it was theirs
– Mwen di l, “mwen pa pè, mwen pa konnen li te pou yo
But if they talkin’ like that, nigga, make sure that you strapped” (Click)
– Men, si yo pale tankou sa, nèg, asire w ke ou mare” (Klike sou)
Hung up the phone as I sat there alone
– Mwen te fèmen telefòn nan pandan m te chita la pou kont mwen
Wishin’ I can wipe the slate clean with dreams of a home
– Wishin ‘ mwen ka siye ardoise a pwòp ak rèv nan yon kay
With picket fence and yard big enough for Nina to roam
– Avèk kloti ak lakou gwo ase Pou Nina pou roaming
Lord, tell me, is it too late to grow? I need to know (Shit)
– Seyè, di m’, se li twò ta yo grandi? Mwen bezwen konnen (shit)
Few hours pass, I need to go and pick my daughter up
– Kèk èdtan pase, mwen bezwen ale ak ranmase pitit fi mwen
Her mama gotta work today, she tells me, “Look for work today” (You need to go find a job today)
– Manman l gen pou travay jodi a, li di m, “Gade pou travay jodi a” (ou bezwen ale jwenn yon travay jodi a)
I say, “Okay,” I strapped the cutie pie into the baby seat
– Mwen di, “Ok”, mwen mare gato a nan chèz ti bebe a
She love to spend the day with me, she startin’ to learn the ABCs
– Li renmen pase jounen an avè m, li kòmanse aprann Abc yo
I drive away and see my distant future as a married man
– Mwen kondwi lwen epi wè avni lwen mwen kòm yon nonm marye
Way out in the suburbs with no pistols and no worryin’
– Fason soti nan tout savann pou bèt yo san yo pa pistoul ak pa enkyete’
One day, I’ll send my baby girl to college where she’ll find a man
– Yon jou, mwen pral voye ti fi mwen nan kolèj kote li pral jwenn yon nonm
And he gon’ put a ring up on her hand, but I’ll be damned
– Epi li gon ‘mete yon bag moute sou men l’, men mwen pral damned

Fuck you, fuck you
– Fuck ou, fuck ou
Fuck, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go
– Fuck, kite a ale, kite a ale, kite a ale
Fuck, man
– Fuck, nonm
Ah, shit
– Ah, shit
Nina? Nina? Nina?
– Nina? Nina? Nina?
Oh shit, I’m sorry, I’m sorry
– Oh shit, mwen regrèt, mwen regrèt
Fuck
– Fuck


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