Klipp Tal-Vidjo
Lirika
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
– Issa, jien dipendenti fuq il-ħmieġ bħalma kienet in-nikotina
The streets have got me overdosin’ on adrenaline
– It-toroq ġabuni doża eċċessiva fuq l-adrenalina
Like it was lean, promethazine, have I become a fiend?
– Bħal ma kien dgħif, promethazine, sirt fiend?
My nigga caught up with that girl, this ain’t no summer fling
– Nigga tiegħi laħħaq ma’dik it-tfajla, dan mhux l-ebda fling tas-sajf
Know what I mean? Can’t use the phone ’cause niggas listening
– Kun af xi rrid infisser? Ma tistax tuża t-telefon ‘ jikkawża niggas smigħ
Them boys be talkin’ shit, well, bitch, I got that Listerine
– Huma subien ikunu jitkellmu ” shit, ukoll, kelba, sibt li Listerine
That pistol gleamin’ in the sun ’cause beef is interesting (What you say, nigga? The fuck you say, nigga?)
– Dik il-pistola gleamin’fix-xemx’tikkawża ċanga hija interessanti (dak li tgħid, nigga? Il-mara tgħid, nigga?)
A quarter pounder get a nigga blown to smithereens (Fuck you say, nigga?)
– Kwart lira tikseb nigga minfuħa għal smithereens (Spalla tgħid, nigga?)
My mama asked me what that drama ’bout and I don’t lie
– Il-mama tiegħi staqsietni x’dak il-bout tad-drama u jien ma nigdebx
I said, “A little bit of money and a lot of pride”
– Jien għedt, ” ftit flus u ħafna kburija”
I swear to God I cry when I look in my daughter eye
– Naħlef Lil Alla nibki meta nħares f’għajnejja binti
I’m thinkin’ if I die tonight, I never taught her how to ride a bike
– Naħseb’jekk immut illejla, qatt ma għallimtha kif issuq rota
Or how to fight if niggas clownin’ on her
– Jew kif tiġġieled jekk niggas clownin’fuqha
I gotta call my nigga Rallo from around the corner
– Irrid insejjaħ in nigga rallo tiegħi mill kantuniera
He came up on a pound of Mary straight from California
– Huwa ħareġ fuq lira Ta’marija dritta minn Kalifornja
Let’s blow an ounce and move the rest, we bag it up, you do the rest
– Ejja blow uqija u jċaqalqu l – bqija, aħna borża up, inti tagħmel il-bqija
Okay, I’m comin’ over quick, got hip for my nigga, this is it
– Tajjeb, jien niġi’malajr, sibt il-ġenbejn għan-nigga tiegħi, dan hu
Don’t know how he came up on it, must’ve probably hit a lick
– Ma nafx kif ħareġ fuqu, probabbilment għandu jolqot lagħaq
Now, I don’t ask no fuckin’ questions, all I do is take my blessings to the strip
– Issa, ma nistaqsix mistoqsijiet lil fuckin, kull ma nagħmel hu li nieħu l-barkiet tiegħi fuq l-istrixxa
Make her flip, no more struggling, no more stressing
– Jagħmlu flip tagħha, l-ebda aktar jitħabtu, l-ebda aktar jenfasizzaw
‘Cause my baby need some Pampers and her daddy need a Buick
– ‘kawża li t-tarbija tiegħi teħtieġ xi Pampers u missierha jeħtieġ Buick
Ain’t no future for a felon and there ain’t that much more to it
– Mhux l ebda futur għal felon u m’hemmx daqshekk aktar għalih
Why I do it? I feed my baby girl and then we lie together
– Għaliex nagħmel dan? Jien nitma’lit tarbija tiegħi u mbagħad nimteddu flimkien
I’m starin’ at her, swear I hope we fuckin’ die together
– Jien starin’fil tagħha, naħlef nispera li aħna fuckin’jmutu flimkien
Die, die together (Nina? Nina?)
– Imutu, imutu flimkien (Nina? Nina?)
Die together (Who loves you?)
– Imutu flimkien (Min iħobbok?)
I swear I hope we fuckin’ die together (Daddy loves you)
– Jiena naħlef nispera li mmutu flimkien (Daddy iħobbok)
Die together (One day, I’ma buy you everything you want)
– Imutu flimkien (Ġurnata waħda, nixtrilek dak kollu li trid)
Die together
– Imutu flimkien
I swear I hope we fuckin’ die together (We’re gonna have a big house, you’re gonna have a big room)
– Jiena naħlef nispera li mmutu flimkien (se Jkollna dar kbira, ser ikollok kamra kbira)
(Die together) Die together
– (Imutu flimkien) Imutu flimkien
Die together (You’re all I got in this world)
– Imutu flimkien (int dak kollu li sibt f’din id-dinja)
I swear I hope we fuckin’ die together (Daddy gotta go find a real job)
– Naħlef nispera li mmutu flimkien (Missier irid isib xogħol veru)
(Die together) Die together (I’ma drop you off with Mommy, I’m gonna pick you up next week, okay?)
– (Imutu flimkien) Imutu flimkien (inwaqqgħek mal-Omm, se niġbdek il-ġimgħa d-dieħla, tajjeb?)
Die together
– Imutu flimkien
I swear I hope we fuckin’ die together
– Naħlef nispera li mmutu flimkien
3 in the mornin’ and I’m wide awake, yawnin’
– 3 filgħodu’u jien imqajjem ħafna, ismar’
A couple pulls got me zonin’
– Koppja tiġbed ltqajna lili zonin’
Somethin’ tell me check my phone and I see a message
– Xi ħaġa’għidli iċċekkja t-telefon tiegħi u nara messaġġ
Five missed calls, they all from Rallo, right away, I check it (Ra’, Ra’, call me the fuck back)
– Ħames sejħiet mitlufa, kollha minn Rallo, mill – ewwel, niċċekkjaha (Ra’, Ra’, ċempilli l-ispalla lura)
He stressin’, he breathin’ heavy, tellin’ me to call him ASAP (Hit me back)
– Huwa jisħaq’ , jieħu n-nifs’tqil, għidli biex insejjaħlu ASAP (Laqatni lura)
I dial him right back, like, “What the fuck goin’ on?”
– I dial lilu dritt lura, bħal, ” Fuq xiex imur il-mara?”
He’s goin’ on about them trees that we sold and how we need to get low
– Huwa goin’fuq dwarhom siġar li aħna mibjugħa u kif għandna bżonn nikseb baxx
Some niggas lookin’ for us out here in the streets ’cause they know
– Xi niggas ifittxu’għalina hawn fit-toroq’jikkawżaw li jafu
That shit we sold ain’t belong to us, they wanna sing a song for us
– Dik il-ħmieġ li biegħna mhix tagħna, iridu jkantaw kanzunetta għalina
For fuckin’ up they money, nigga said it won’t be long for us
– Għal fuckin’up huma flus, nigga qal li mhux se jkun twil għalina
I tell him, “I ain’t scared, I ain’t know it was theirs
– Jien ngħidlu, ” ma nibżax, ma nafx li kien tagħhom
But if they talkin’ like that, nigga, make sure that you strapped” (Click)
– Imma jekk jitkellmu’hekk, nigga, kun żgur li int strapped ” (Ikklikkja)
Hung up the phone as I sat there alone
– Mdendla t telefon kif sibt hemm waħdu
Wishin’ I can wipe the slate clean with dreams of a home
– Wishin’nista’nimsaħ il-lavanja nadifa bil-ħolm ta’dar
With picket fence and yard big enough for Nina to roam
– B’ċint tal-picket u bitħa kbira biżżejjed Biex nina timirħu
Lord, tell me, is it too late to grow? I need to know (Shit)
– Mulej, għidli, huwa tard wisq biex tikber? Għandi bżonn inkun naf (Shit)
Few hours pass, I need to go and pick my daughter up
– Jgħaddu ftit sigħat, għandi bżonn immur niġbor lil binti
Her mama gotta work today, she tells me, “Look for work today” (You need to go find a job today)
– Il-mama tagħha trid taħdem illum, tgħidli, “Fittex ix-xogħol illum” (trid tmur issib xogħol illum)
I say, “Okay,” I strapped the cutie pie into the baby seat
– Jien ngħid, “Tajjeb,” qbadt it-torta tal-qatgħa fis-sedil tat-tarbija
She love to spend the day with me, she startin’ to learn the ABCs
– Tħobb tqatta’l-ġurnata miegħi, tibda’biex titgħallem L-ABCs
I drive away and see my distant future as a married man
– Insuq u nara l futur imbiegħed tiegħi bħala raġel miżżewweġ
Way out in the suburbs with no pistols and no worryin’
– Mod kif toħroġ fis-subborgi mingħajr pistoli u l-ebda inkwiet’
One day, I’ll send my baby girl to college where she’ll find a man
– Ġurnata waħda, nibgħat lit-tarbija tiegħi l-kulleġġ fejn issib raġel
And he gon’ put a ring up on her hand, but I’ll be damned
– U hu gon’poġġi ċirku fuq naħa tagħha, imma jien ser jiġu damned
Fuck you, fuck you
– Mara inti, mara inti
Fuck, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go
– Mara, ejja mmorru, ejja mmorru, ejja mmorru
Fuck, man
– Mara, raġel
Ah, shit
– Ah, shit
Nina? Nina? Nina?
– Nina? Nina? Nina?
Oh shit, I’m sorry, I’m sorry
– Oh ħmieġ, jiddispjaċini, jiddispjaċini
Fuck
– Mara
