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Klipp Tal-Vidjo

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I remember late nights, pissy hallways
– Niftakar iljieli tard, kurituri pissy
Driving me psycho
– Sewqan lili psiko
The money wouldn’t come fast enough
– Il flus ma jiġux malajr biżżejjed
We was back and forth, down streamline
– Konna’l quddiem u lura, ‘l isfel jissimplifikaw
Moving weight was like lipo
– Il piż li jiċċaqlaq kien bħal lipo
The rest of y’all stuck in a rut
– Il-bqija ta’kollha mwaħħla f’rut
Niggas double crossing, talk behind ya back
– Niggas qsim doppju, tkellem wara ya lura
See, that’s where the knife go
– Ara, hemmhekk tmur is-sikkina
I guess they wasn’t fuckin’ wit’ us
– Naħseb li ma kinux fuckin’wit’magħna
Some niggas get the luck of the draw
– Xi niggas jiksbu x xorti tat tlugħ
For others, life is a dice roll
– Għal oħrajn, il-ħajja hija roll tad-dadi
And waiting on faith ain’t for us
– U l istennija fuq il fidi mhix għalina
When you young, you realize that you can’t trust a mouth where the pipe go
– Meta tkun żgħir, tirrealizza li ma tistax tafda ħalq fejn imur il-pajp
They tried but couldn’t love you enough
– Huma ppruvaw imma ma setgħux iħobbuk biżżejjed
Dance music on my neck
– Mużika taż-żfin fuq għonqi
Where’s your water bottle?
– Fejn hu l-flixkun tal-ilma tiegħek?
Diamonds, the light show
– Djamanti, l-ispettaklu tad-dawl
Looking like the sun in the club
– Qisu x-xemx fil-klabb
If you re-ing up with us then your credit score gotta be
– Jekk terġa’tqum magħna allura l-punteġġ tal-kreditu tiegħek irid ikun
F.I.C.O. I’m talkin’ 850 or bust
– F. I. C. O. jien talkin ‘ 850 jew bust
See you really real power when you make niggas balance on tight ropes
– Narak verament qawwa reali meta tagħmel bilanċ niggas fuq ħbula stretti
They know they not much for the blood
– Huma jafu li ma tantx għad demm
Have my man shoot ya block
– Ħalli lir raġel tiegħi jispara blokk ya
I’ma send his ass far as the flight go
– Jien nibgħat il-ħmar tiegħu sa fejn tmur it-titjira
Ain’t worried ’bout ducking a judge
– Mhux inkwetat’bout papra imħallef
Keep frontin’ for ya bitches
– Żomm frontin’għal klieb nisa
Cause any minute repo might show
– Jikkawża kull minuta repo jista’juri
You know that shit up in a month
– Inti taf li shit up fix xahar
Heard your man was in there singing for his life
– Smajt li r raġel tiegħek kien hemm ikanta għal ħajtu
They was calling him maestro
– Kienu jsejħulu maestro
Cause time that heavy can crush
– Jikkawża ħin li tqil jista’jfarrak
When you pay a nigga back, like it’s layaway, whispering “die slow”
– Meta inti tħallas nigga lura, bħal huwa layaway, whispering “die bil-mod”
The last words you hear in the trunk
– L-aħħar kliem li tisma’fil-ġisem

You don’t know what I know
– Ma tafx dak li naf
You ain’t seen what I saw, no
– Ma tarax dak li rajt, le
You ain’t been where I go
– Ma kontx fejn immur
Wit’ a fetti so strong you gotta bag it wit’ one eye closed
– Wit “a fetti tant qawwija inti gotta borża wit” għajn waħda magħluqa
My shooter turn you inside out
– Shooter tiegħi dawwar inti ġewwa barra
I heard the Feds turned the crib inside out
– Smajt li L Feds dawru l presepju minn ġewwa
Drop the roof on you niggas, let the inside out
– Waqqa’s-saqaf fuqek niggas, ħalli l-ġewwa’l barra
Fresh Prince jacket, boy, I cook ’em till they inside out
– Ġakketta friska Tal-Prinċep, tifel, insajjarhom sakemm ikunu minn ġewwa

Go get a Glock, 27 fits snug in the waistline
– Mur ħu Glock, 27 joqgħod sewwa fil-qadd
Both sticks came with the drum
– Iż żewġ bsaten ġew bit tanbur
I was 5’6″, shoulder with a chip
– Kelli 5 ‘ 6″, spalla b’ċippa
Wish a nigga to take mine
– Jixtiequ nigga biex tieħu minjiera
Index yanked till it’s numb
– Indiċi yanked till huwa numb
Used to call me Windex ’cause this thing I spray gon’ make you change minds
– Użat biex isejħuli Windex’kawża din il-ħaġa li nisprejja gon’iġġiegħlek tibdel l-imħuħ
I done seen Hercules run
– Għamilt rajt Lil Erkole jiġri
We was powerlifting 2.2’s
– Konna powerlifting 2.2
Nah, we ain’t throw gang signs
– Nah, aħna mhux tarmi sinjali gang
My brick walk was second to none
– Il mixja tal briks tiegħi kienet it tieni għal xejn
I would have them take a number like DMV
– Nixtieq minnhom jieħdu numru bħal DMV
That was the baseline
– Dik kienet il linja bażi
Checkout on register one
– Iċċekkja fuq reġistru wieħed
Miami niggas like Big Perm ’cause they numbers was Faizon
– Miami niggas bħal Perm Kbir ‘minħabba li n-numri kienu Faizon
Cubans showed me nothing but love
– Kubani ma wrewni xejn ħlief imħabba
When it come down to it, every Stringer Bell just needs an Avon
– Meta tinżel għaliha, kull Qanpiena Tal-Istringer teħtieġ Biss Avon
Who won’t sweep it under the rug
– Min mhux se jiknesha taħt it tapit
On the road, with a load, nigga, break line
– Fit-triq, b’tagħbija, nigga, linja ta’waqfa
I knew where to place mine
– Kont naf fejn inpoġġi tiegħi
I don’t keep the gun in the glove
– Ma nżommx il pistola fl ingwanta
Hit the turnpike with the running lights that be on in the daytime
– Laqat it turnpike bid dwal tal ġiri li jkunu mixgħula matul il ġurnata
Cause K9’s sniff out a crumb
– Kawża k9 sniff out frak
Hands 3 and 9 on the wheel as I’m crossing the state line
– Idejn 3 u 9 fuq ir rota hekk kif qed naqsam il linja tal istat
Dumb, ditty, dumb, ditty, dumb
– Mutu, ditty, mutu, ditty, mutu
Survival of the fittest
– Sopravivenza tal-aktar fittest
You either get acquitted or face time
– Jew tillibera jew tiffaċċja l-ħin
I done had an infamous run
– Għamilt ġirja infami
My story gon’ hit the first 48
– L-istorja tiegħi se tolqot l-ewwel 48
Then it’s on Dateline ’cause this really shit I’d done
– Imbagħad huwa Fuq Dateline’jikkawża li din il-ħmieġ verament għamilt

You don’t know what I know
– Ma tafx dak li naf
You ain’t seen what I saw, no
– Ma tarax dak li rajt, le
You ain’t been where I go
– Ma kontx fejn immur
Wit’ a fetti so strong you gotta bag it wit’ one eye closed
– Wit “a fetti tant qawwija inti gotta borża wit” għajn waħda magħluqa
My shooter turn you inside out
– Shooter tiegħi dawwar inti ġewwa barra
I heard the Feds turned the crib inside out
– Smajt li L Feds dawru l presepju minn ġewwa
Drop the roof on you niggas, let the inside out
– Waqqa’s-saqaf fuqek niggas, ħalli l-ġewwa’l barra
Fresh Prince jacket, boy, I cook ’em till they inside out
– Ġakketta friska Tal-Prinċep, tifel, insajjarhom sakemm ikunu minn ġewwa


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