Klipp Tal-Vidjo
Lirika
(Skelez, oh, my God)
– (Skelez, oh, Alla tiegħi)
Can’t nobody tell me shit ’cause I got cutters, motherfucker
– Ħadd ma jista’jgħidli shit’kawża sibt cutters, motherfucker
Bitch, I’m Virgil ’til I die, no, I can’t be nobody other
– Kelba, jien Virġilju sakemm immut, le, ma nistax inkun ħadd ieħor
Told my chopper that the only thing we got is just each other
– Qal lill-chopper tiegħi li l-unika ħaġa li ksibna hija biss lil xulxin
I’m the type that need the walls up when they bowlin’ ’cause I’m gutter (uh-huh, uh-huh)
– Jien it-tip li jeħtieġ il-ħitan’il fuq meta jiskutu’jikkawża li jien kanal (uh-huh, uh-huh)
I ain’t fucked your sister, bitch, I’m just a motherfucker
– Jien ma niddejjaqx lil oħtok, kelba, jien biss omm
Nah, I’m lyin’, I knocked her ass down too and we got in lots of trouble, ugh
– Nah, jien lyin’, ħabbat ħmarha wkoll u dħalna f’ħafna problemi, ugh
“Fuck Mexican OT and fuck his raps, he’s just a bitch”
– “Spalla L-Ot Messikan u aqbad ir-raps tiegħu, huwa biss kelba”
Ho, I’m Virgil ’til I die, and, oh, yes, sir, I’m with the shits (fah, fah, fah, fah)
– Ho, jien Virġilju sakemm immut, u, oh, iva, sinjur, jien bil-ħmieġ (fah, fah, fah, fah)
On 288, swingin’ elbows like I’m in the UFC
– Fuq 288, swingin’minkbejn bħal jien fl-UFC
My chopper got a mind of its own, so if it shoot, it ain’t on me
– Il-chopper tiegħi ħa moħħ tiegħu stess, allura jekk jispara, mhux fuqi
I stay after F because I’m a G
– Nibqa’wara F għax Jien G
Bad bitch with me, she stay on fleek
– Kelba ħażina miegħi, hi tibqa’fuq fleek
Miami Heat, up and shoot, shoot a three
– Miami Sħana, up u rimja, rimja tlieta
Call my chopper “Kick” because it knock out a knee
– Ċempel lill-chopper tiegħi “Kick” għax iħabbat irkoppa
Yes, bitch, I’m cutthroat, no love, ho
– Iva, kelba, jien maqtugħ, l-ebda imħabba, ho
We gon’ get ’em done, foe
– Aħna se’nagħmluhom, għedewwa
Hop out with these sticks, I told my tío, “Let that mug blow”
– Ħops b’dawn il-bsaten, għedt lit-tío tiegħi, “Ħalli dik il-mug jonfoħ”
Mismatch my designer, got me feelin’ like I’m Lud Foe
– In-nuqqas ta’qbil tad-disinjatur tiegħi, ltqajna lili feelin’bħal jien Lud Foe
If the bitch can’t afford my watch, then I ain’t got time for a itty-bitty broke ho (uh-huh, uh-huh)
– Jekk il-kelba ma tistax taffordja l-għassa tiegħi, allura ma jkollix ħin għal kissru ho (uh-huh, uh-huh)
Ayo, is that That Mexican OT?
– Ayo, huwa DAK L-OT Messikan?
Can’t nobody tell me shit ’cause I got cutters, motherfucker
– Ħadd ma jista’jgħidli shit’kawża sibt cutters, motherfucker
Bitch, I’m Virgil ’til I die, no, I can’t be nobody other
– Kelba, jien Virġilju sakemm immut, le, ma nistax inkun ħadd ieħor
Told my chopper that the only thing we got is just each other
– Qal lill-chopper tiegħi li l-unika ħaġa li ksibna hija biss lil xulxin
I’m the type that need the walls up when they bowlin’ ’cause I’m gutter (uh-huh, uh-huh)
– Jien it-tip li jeħtieġ il-ħitan’il fuq meta jiskutu’jikkawża li jien kanal (uh-huh, uh-huh)
I was deep in that water, swimmin’ with them fishes
– Jien kont fond f’dak l-ilma, għawm’magħhom ħut
Them crash dummy missions, I was jumpin’ fences
– Minnhom tiġrifa missjonijiet finta, i kien jumpin ” ċnut
I came out of the mud like a victim of ditches
– Ħriġt mit tajn bħal vittma ta’fosos
Everywhere I go, got a Glock in my britches
– Kull fejn immur, sibt Glock fil-friegħi tiegħi
Cut ’em up, now the doctor givin’ ’em some stitches
– Aqta’, issa t-tabib jagħtihom’xi ponti
A beam on the yopper, I ain’t never missin’
– Raġġ fuq il-yopper, jien qatt ma nieqes’
Double Ds on the cutter, Nina got extensions
– Ds doppju fuq il – qtugħ, nina kisbet estensjonijiet
In the Southside of Texas, double cup, we sippin’
– Fin-Nofsinhar Ta’texas, tazza doppja, aħna sippin’
Southside steppin’, I’m player made
– Southside steppin’, jien plejer magħmul
I pour up a four, mix it with Minute Maid
– I ferra erbgħa, ħawwadha Ma’maid Minuta
If it’s drama you want, we pull up where you stay
– Jekk hija drama li trid, aħna niġbdu’l fuq fejn toqgħod
I ain’t callin’ ’em ’cause I want deep hitter stains
– Ma nsejjaħx’em’kawża irrid tbajja’tal-hitter fil-fond
Ready for war, I’m strapped up like a soldier
– Lest għall-gwerra, jien strapped up bħal suldat
The tooley gon’ knock his head right off his shoulder
– It-tooley gon ‘ ħabbat rasu minn fuq spallejh
I’m actin’ a fooley while pushin’ a stolo
– Jien actin’fooley waqt li pushin’stolo
My grandma make cookies, they got me on slow-mo
– In-nanna tiegħi tagħmel il-cookies, kisbuni bil-mod
Virgil, you have everything under control
– Virgil, għandek kollox taħt kontroll
It is all in your mind
– Kollox f’moħħok
The world is now in your hands
– Id dinja issa tinsab f’idejk
Finish him
– Spiċċah
Can’t nobody tell me shit ’cause I got cutters, motherfucker
– Ħadd ma jista’jgħidli shit’kawża sibt cutters, motherfucker
Bitch, I’m Virgil ’til I die, no, I can’t be nobody other
– Kelba, jien Virġilju sakemm immut, le, ma nistax inkun ħadd ieħor
Told my chopper that the only thing we got is just each other
– Qal lill-chopper tiegħi li l-unika ħaġa li ksibna hija biss lil xulxin
I’m the type that need the walls up when they bowlin’ ’cause I’m gutter (uh-huh, uh-huh)
– Jien it-tip li jeħtieġ il-ħitan’il fuq meta jiskutu’jikkawża li jien kanal (uh-huh, uh-huh)
