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Alright, man
– Yaxshi, odam
This what we gon’ do
– Bu biz nima qilamiz
If you got love, H-town, put your deuces up, put your H’s up one time to my brother, DJ Screw
– Agar sevgi bor bo’lsa, H-shahar, sizning deuces yuqoriga qo’yish, sizning H akamga bir marta yuqoriga qo’yish, DJ Vida
Ayy
– Ayy
Put your H’s up now
– H-ni hozir qo’ying
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, yeah
– Voy, voy, voy, voy, voy, ha
Can I get a woah, woah, oh, woah, woah? Yeah
– Voy, voy, oh, voy, voy olsam bo’ladimi? Ha
Friday night, I’m out with the guys
– Juma kechasi, men bolalar bilan emasman
You already called me five times
– Siz allaqachon menga besh marta qo’ng’iroq qildingiz
Drinks are flowing, catching my vibe
– Ichimliklar oqib, mening vibe yuqumli etiladi
Blue bubbles are blowing up my line
– Moviy pufakchalar mening chizig’imni portlatmoqda
You got friends too, no one told you stay inside, go live your life
– Sizning ham do’stlaringiz bor, hech kim sizga ichkarida qolishingizni aytmadi, hayotingizni yashang
Your life
– Sizning hayotingiz
Textin’ me, “Don’t bother comin’ home,” as if the crib ain’t mine
– Textin ‘me, ” bezovta qilmang Comin’ uy, ” go’yo beshik meniki emas
What’s on your mind? (Your mind) Your mind
– Sizning fikringiz nima? (Sizning fikringiz) sizning fikringiz
Wait on you to sober up the next day ’cause that’s when you realize, talkin’ on some, oh, damn, I am trippin’
– Ertasi kuni hushyor bo’lishingizni kuting-sababi, siz tushunganingizda, ba’zilarida gapiring, oh, jin ursin, men trippinman
Vaping while you’re typin’ on a mission
– Siz missiyada yozayotganingizda Vaping
Maya Angelou, ’07, shots of ’42, your words are cuttin’ deep, your words are hittin’ different
– Maya Angelou, ’07,’ 42 ning zarbalari, sizning so’zlaringiz chuqur, sizning so’zlaringiz hittin ‘ boshqacha
All you gotta do is (All you gotta do)
– Siz nima kerak barcha (barcha qilish kerak)
All you gotta do is (All you gotta do)
– Siz nima kerak barcha (barcha qilish kerak)
Hop on 85, drive right past A&M (Past A&M)
– Hop on 85, a&M (A&M)dan o’tib keting
It’s rainin’ in Houston, we’re not arguing again
– Xyustonda yomg’ir yog’moqda, biz yana bahslashmayapmiz
All this time you’ve been around me
– Bu vaqt davomida siz mening atrofimda bo’ldingiz
You don’t spend a penny ’round me
– Siz menga bir tiyin ham sarflamaysiz
Friends are extra friendly ’round me
– Do’stlar qo’shimcha do’stona ‘ meni davra
If you love me, can I get a woah, woah, woah, woah, woah? (Woah) Yeah
– Agar siz meni sevsangiz, men voy, voy, voy, voy, voy olsam bo’ladimi? (Voh) Ha
Can I get a woah, woah, woah, woah? Yeah
– Voy, voy, voy, voy olsam bo’ladimi? Ha
Ayy, hop on 85, way past A&M
– Ayy, hop 85, A&M dan o’tgan yo’l
Straight into Houston, we’re not arguing again
– To’g’ridan-to’g’ri Xyustonga, biz yana bahslashmayapmiz
Hop on 85, way past A&M
– Hop 85, A&M dan o’tgan yo’l
Girl, you know the way and we’re not arguing again
– Qiz, siz yo’lni bilasiz va biz boshqa bahslashmayapmiz
It’s raining in Houston, my love
– Xyustonda yomg’ir yog’moqda, sevgilim
The streets are empty, mood is already fucked up
– Ko’chalar bo’sh, kayfiyat allaqachon buzilgan
So why make it worse if you could pull up?
– Bas, nima uchun siz torting mumkin, agar u yomon qilish?
I know you like it toxic, you’re used to it, love
– Bilaman, bu sizga toksik yoqadi, siz unga o’rganib qolgansiz, sevgi
Rather spend my energy boosting you up
– Aksincha, kuchimni sizni kuchaytirishga sarflang
Gassing you up, these American guys
– Sizni gazlash, bu amerikalik yigitlar
Are something different, they just talk looser than us
– Boshqa narsa bormi, ular bizdan ko’ra erkinroq gapirishadi
You say I talk proper, it suits me, my love
– Siz to’g’ri gapiraman deysiz, bu menga mos keladi, sevgilim
All these tables, booths, you want hookah, my love
– Bu barcha jadvallar, kabinet, siz hookah istayman, sevgilim
I’m pulling strings, shit could get acoustic, my love
– Men iplarni tortyapman, shit akustik bo’lishi mumkin, mening sevgim
Corner booth and pineapple juice in your cup
– Kosangizdagi burchak kabinasi va ananas sharbati
Blicky on us these days, it’s a glue stick, my love
– Blicky bu kunlarda bizda, bu yopishtiruvchi tayoq, sevgilim
I know you always say it’s just music, my love
– Bilaman, siz har doim bu shunchaki musiqa deb aytasiz, sevgilim
But these guys would die to see me losing, my love
– Ammo bu bolalar meni yo’qotishimni ko’rish uchun o’lishadi, sevgilim
The hate from this year alone is confusing, my love
– Faqat bu yilgi nafrat chalkash, sevgilim
I can’t see things getting much smoother, my love
– Men narsalarning silliqlashayotganini ko’ra olmayapman, sevgilim
