B.U.G. Mafia - Limbaj de Cartier dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre

Language of ghetto !

Chorus:
For all who, bugs me
I have a word to say ya : Shut ya mouth!
For all , who don't let me to hope ...
I give y'all them, voices of ghetto with language of ghetto! (X2)
 
Verse 1:
I'm Caddy from Socului , now ya know me well
When you see me on street , arouse ya dogs on me
YOUR CRITICISM to my word ...
Is really nothing , Fuc* ya !!
That's how i've learned on the street !
I swear like Lacatus, i'm a 'fine, fine boy
I've given ya , mine to taste it' , if ya annoy me
I've loaded the cargo with three rymes, from which two are obscene
Ho*, take a look at yourself, ya grow up some feathers on ya back
Ya a big talker', at your shi** no one listens
Them fights and steals raises up our account
It's the job , with them ghetto words ...
I do them , i fu** their mouths, ..ya don't know much
I'm dope , more cool than your faded rhyme
Ya worth is 0 , let the 'poetry', ya suc*!!
Ya still have something to comment!? I fuc* ya right up the as*
And same as Cheloo', 'what the fu* you swear there!?
 
Chorus...
 
Verse 2':
With an ghetto language , i smash ya head
I'm still above ya, and i'll always be !!!
Yaa suc* me , with all ya poetry , on the streets in all the country
the poetry is BUG MAFIA !
Obscene Vocabular,.....fuc* ya mo* !!
In vain ya stare at me , 'cause i don't give a shi* on ya !
I break ya mouth, for all that ya say ...
'Cause ya don't shut up, cause you attack me !
All that i've learned , i've learned on the ghetoo
Fuc***, fuc* , ya won't ever understand ....
'Cause all that matters for me ...
Is to represent my people, in front of those like ya !
So, you 'MR', keep your noose at home
I know that for you we're a 'social problem'
Before i end i tell ya once again EJECT!
With ghetoo language, straight into effect!
 
Chorus...
 
Verse 3:
Straight from the source i 'throw',
The hood boy tells many things, y'all are speaking in vain
In the slang i throw only what's real
I've accumulated hate on y'all , the street is up, you all at the end
Music is 'at metre' and y'all don't have shi* to say
The 'Gerovital medicine , is keeping y'all spirit in suspanse '
' A maximum respect' for any project...
No one can save y'all, when i'm directly executing y'all
The hit promises an easy one , among a thousands words 2 palms
separates
Give your all, make room , between two festivals 'i'm analising
ya mouth'!
2005 is the time ,..y'all launch the testament
Let them ho* to sing , them solists...
No problem , they shout theyr mouths ...
Oh yes ...you producers give them to sing , we give them to suc*
 
Chorus...
 
Verse 4:
Yeah that's right , i don't have even a gram of decency decency ..
I fuc* ya mom , ya father
And i fuc* ya bro'
Listen ,..you big poet' what i have to say on this verse :
With dic* , fuc**, puss***, ...please pay attention :
I'm not uncultured, this is the way i'm living my life
What the fu** you care , to whom face i ejacul***
Ya listen , ya asshol*, ...'I drink and i fight!!
And to you , 'the big Poet' i'm giving my di** to su** it !!
Gyeahhh!! Yo , you old man , i piss on y'all
I swear and make lots of doe, ya never gonna see
that much
I've raised doin' them infractions, stealing, cheating
I've learned how to make them doe, even when in school i was
I've fuc* some starting from where a child i was, 'cause this way
my father educated me...
Ya don't miss none , di** in pus** , done the girl !!
You , ..a wanke*, ya fuc* with me !?
Eat me, i'm more clever than ya !
 


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