Gearrthóg Físe
Lyrics
It’s Big P, yeah (I been Big PLUTO to you bitch-ass niggas)
– Tá Sé Mór P, yeah (bhí MÉ PLÚTÓN Mór a thabhairt duit bitch-asal niggas)
And this time, you can keep your man ’cause I don’t want him (We been havin’ somethin’ to say)
– Agus an uair seo, is féidir leat d ‘fhear a choinneáil’ cúis nach dteastaíonn uaim é (bhíomar havin ‘somethin’ le rá)
These y’all niggas, what the helly?
– Na niggas y ‘ all, cad é an helly?
These niggas really gay, they’d rather hang around the bros
– Na niggas seo aerach i ndáiríre, b ‘ fhearr leo crochadh timpeall na bros
These ATL niggas, yeah, they really hate they ho
– Na niggas ATL seo, sea, is fuath leo i ndáiríre ho
You a sassy-ass nigga, caught you slidin’ down the door
– ‘S tú’ n-a luighe ‘ n-a luighe síos an doras
Cryin’ like he Big Mama, pussy, put it on the floor
– Cryin ‘ cosúil sé Mama Mór, pussy, é a chur ar an urlár
Pull your skirt up, lil’ nigga, you’s a ho (You’s a ho)
– Tarraing do sciorta suas, lil ‘ nigga ,tá tú ho (tá tú ho)
Pull your skirt up, lil’ nigga, you’s a bitch (Oh, you’s a bitch)
– Tarraing do sciorta suas, lil ‘ nigga, is soith tú (Ó, is soith tú)
She want him back, gave him to her, now she sick (Aha)
– Ba mhaith léi ar ais é, thug sí di é, anois tá sí tinn (Aha)
And we ain’t fuckin’ on these niggas, we gettin’ rich (We want a bag)
– Agus níl muid ag fuckin ‘ar na niggas seo ,gettin’ saibhir (ba mhaith linn mála)
Pants tight, drop down, he’s a goner (He’s a goner)
– Pants daingean, titim síos, tá sé ina goner (tá sé ina goner)
Fake rich on the ‘Gram, we don’t want him (No way)
– Saibhir falsa ar An ‘ Gram, níl muid ag iarraidh air (Gan aon bhealach)
A lil’ bro to the gang, store runner (Nasty boy)
– A lil ‘ bro chun an gang, rádala siopa (buachaill Olc)
And butt buddies with your brother, what a bummer (Haha, gay)
– Agus butt cairde le do dheartháir, cad a bummer (Haha, aerach)
Steady postin’ money, but he need twenty on the App (Just to ball)
– Airgead seasta postin’, ach tá fiche de dhíth air Ar An Aip (díreach chun liathróid)
Never fuckin’ with a nigga who gon’ go and run his mouth (No way)
– Ná fuckin ‘riamh le nigga a gon’ téigh agus rith a bhéal (Gan aon bhealach)
These niggas broke, no need to joke, better not catch you tryna laugh (Brokie)
– Bhris na niggas seo, ní gá magadh a dhéanamh, is fearr gan tú a ghabháil tryna gáire (Brokie)
His wallet fat, but tryna fuck, these niggas sad and that’s no cap (I’m talkin’ ’bout ugh)
– A sparán saill, ach tryna fuck, na niggas brónach agus nach bhfuil aon caipín (tá mé ag caint ” bout ugh)
Pants tight, drop down, he’s a goner (He’s a goner)
– Pants daingean, titim síos, tá sé ina goner (tá sé ina goner)
Fake rich on the ‘Gram, we don’t want him (No way)
– Saibhir falsa ar An ‘ Gram, níl muid ag iarraidh air (Gan aon bhealach)
A lil’ bro to the gang, store runner (Nasty boy)
– A lil ‘ bro chun an gang, rádala siopa (buachaill Olc)
And butt buddies with your brother, what a bummer (Haha, gay)
– Agus butt cairde le do dheartháir, cad a bummer (Haha, aerach)
Big P to a scram, I’m the biggest (I’m the biggest)
– P mór le scram, is mise an ceann is mó (is mise An ceann is mó)
And I ain’t fuckin’ with no shrimp, I want the biggest (I want the biggest)
– Agus níl mé ag fuckin ‘ gan aon ribí róibéis, ba mhaith liom an ceann is mó (ba mhaith liom an ceann is mó)
I love a nigga I can call when I’m litty (When I’m litty)
– Is breá liom nigga is féidir liom glaoch nuair a bhíonn mé litty (Nuair a bhíonn mé litty)
Black truck, I’m with your dude, we in the city
– Trucail dhubh, tá mé le do gaige, táimid sa chathair
We on the West, lil’ ho, where you at? (Ho, where you at?)
– Ar aghaidh linn, lil ‘ ho, cá bhfuil tú? (Ho, cá bhfuil tú ag?)
Ho, beat them feet, we on the way, we in the Scat (Skrrt)
– Ho, buille iad cosa, táimid ar an mbealach, táimid sa Scat (Skrrt)
And we ain’t beefin’ ’bout no nigga, we want them racks (We want the paper)
– Agus níl muid beefin ‘ bout no nigga, ba mhaith linn racaí iad (Ba mhaith linn an páipéar)
Hide your man or we gon’ fuck him on his deck (I’m talkin’ ’bout raw)
– Folaigh do fhear nó gon muid ‘fuck dó ar a deic (tá mé ag caint ” bout raw)
Pants tight, drop down, he’s a goner (He’s a goner)
– Pants daingean, titim síos, tá sé ina goner (tá sé ina goner)
Fake rich on the ‘Gram, we don’t want him (No way)
– Saibhir falsa ar An ‘ Gram, níl muid ag iarraidh air (Gan aon bhealach)
A lil’ bro to the gang, store runner (Nasty boy)
– A lil ‘ bro chun an gang, rádala siopa (buachaill Olc)
And butt buddies with your brother, what a bummer (Haha, gay)
– Agus butt cairde le do dheartháir, cad a bummer (Haha, aerach)
Yop, yop, yop, yop, yop
– Yop, yop, yop, yop, yop
Yop, yop, yop, yop, yop
– Yop, yop, yop, yop, yop
