Berner — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson 17708
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Paroles
Yea, the JA
This that MOB shit nigga
Drought season aye
They say you only cry when you know you wrong
And every time you see me its like you need a loan
But you fall off every time I put you on
Guess you all lost tryna come up from my song
Fuck this rap shit, when it’s war nigga
Every time I see them suckas gotta pull the trigger
Said you paid me for that coke but I don’t remember
Guess I run through so much dope they think I’m gon' forget it
I never notice, but I’m always focused
So I’m smokin Jokers, let em know its real
Everybody know us and they scared as hell
Cause they never show up when I come around
Man I’mma po up, the President want me to dumb it down, but before I slow up
I’ll gun you down with this K I roll with
Seen every (???) but this one the coldest
I’m a hustlah, a black entrepreneur
Nigga its the MOB, throwin kush bricks on the floor
All night countin paper got my hands hurtin
Lean in my cup, drought season and I got the work in
Trappin hard, gettin money, thats my motto nigga
One phone call feel the wrath of a fuckin killa
1−7-7−0-8 you niggas gotta feel us
(???) the streets, a fuckin gorilla
Sumthin 09 with the roof in the trunk
A 2 seater with the ruger in front
Sippin promethazine rollin up kush in a blunt
I’m with the MOB I can have Bush touched if I want
In my 95 Air Max and Dolce Gabbanas
10 racks worth of ice fresh from (???)
Money to the ceiling what a wonderful feeling
On the couch smokin, countin on a quarter of a million
In the streets tryna fit a quarter ounce in a Sweet
I know niggas that’ll kill ya for a ounce of that lean
And won’t sleep till they touch a hundred thousand a week
Benz same color as a Long Island ice tea
Long nose .44 under the white tee
Scrapin' with a few young shooters that’s like me
My muscle in the streets think you packin that Type T (?)
Ridin with no L’s in the K, then duck, strike three
OG Kush and baby blue pills got me feelin like a mil
Plug it in and press seal
We don’t send em in the mail
I put em on the truck 50 at a time
I’ma shine till they lock me up
Cuz just got out, the word is he’s ready
And he’s right back in the burbs with the reggie
Set up shop, the only ones with the keisha
The purp’s a little cheaper, I dump em and I re-up
East cookin cream up while I’m countin this cash
On the floor there’s a mountain of cash
Downstairs, 20 light on my plants, just a couple of weeks
Til I have a hundred grand in my hands
The smell of money keeps my mind right
It’s been a long night
I got a long ride home but it’s all right
When I touchdown there’s more work there for me
I risk my life everyday, say a pray for me
Traduction des paroles
OG Kush et Baby Blue pills m'ont fait sentir comme un mil
Branchez le et appuyez sur le joint
Nous n'envoyons pas de em dans le mail
Je les ai mis sur le camion 50 à la fois
Je vais briller jusqu'à ce qu'ils m'enferment
Parce qu'il vient de sortir, on dit qu'il est prêt
Et il est de retour dans les burbs avec le reggie
Installez-vous, les seuls avec le keisha
Le purp est un peu moins cher, je les jette et je les re-up
East cookin crème jusqu'à tandis que je suis countin cette espèces
Sur le sol il y a une montagne d'argent
En bas, 20 lumière sur mes plantes, juste quelques semaines
Jusqu'à ce que j'ai cent mille dans mes mains
L'odeur de l'argent garde mon esprit droit
La nuit a été longue
J'ai un long trajet mais ça va
Quand je toucherai il y aura plus de travail là bas pour moi
Je risque ma vie tous les jours, dire une prière pour moi