Criomag Bhidio
Briathran Òran
Bitches be mad when they should be embarrassed
– Bu chòir na madaidhean-allaidh a bhith air am fàgail leotha fhèin
(Purps on the beat)
– (Air ath-sheòladh o beat)
Haha, bitches be mad when they should be embarrassed
– ‘S am madadh-allaidh bu chòir dhaibh
I need some Actavis, I just spilled Wock’ on my wrist
– Tha feum agam Air Beagan Actavis, bha mi dìreach a ‘dòrtadh Wock’ air mo wrist
Fucked your bitch, I got lean on her tits
– Aankhon mein aankhon mein bhi aankhon mein
You bought a Challenger, I bought a Lamborghini, it came with windows tinted with the stick shift
– Cheannaich thu Dùbhlan, cheannaich mi Lamborghini, thàinig e le uinneagan air an dath leis an gluasad maide
I call my gun Actavis, it leave you leanin’ like you bought a two liter and poured a ten
– Tha mi a ‘gairm mo ghunna Actavis, tha e a’ fàgail thu leanin ‘mar a cheannaich thu dà liotair agus a’ dòrtadh deich
My hand on my ratchet, yes, I’m ’bout that action, it’s not a pump action, it’s .40 with extended clip
– Mo làmh air mo ratchet, tha, tha mi ’bout an gnìomh sin, chan e gnìomh pumpa a th’ ann, tha e .40 le criomag leudaichte
Yeah, Gucci is rare, they stop and stare
– Yeah, Tha Gucci tearc, bidh iad a ‘stad agus a’ coimhead
I remember pullin’ up in the Cavalier
– Tha cuimhn ‘agam a bhith a’ fuireach ann An dùn èideann
I remember drivin’ off that drank, can’t steer
– Tha cuimhne agam dràibheadh dheth an deoch sin, chan urrainn dhomh stiùireadh
Smokin’ on loud pack, nigga, I can’t hear (Yeah)
– Cha chluinn mi’n t-òran (I can’T hear)
Louis is rare, they stop and stare
– Tha Louis tearc, bidh iad a ‘stad agus a’ coimhead
I remember pullin’ up in the Cavalier
– Tha cuimhn ‘agam a bhith a’ fuireach ann An dùn èideann
Can’t drive off the drank, no, I can’t steer
– Chan urrainn dhomh dràibheadh air falbh bhon deoch, chan urrainn dhomh ruith
Smokin’ on loud pack, nigga, I can’t hear
– ‘S bochd an sgeul, a ghaoil, cha chluinn mi
We on the run, we on the hunt
– Tha sinn a ‘ruith, tha sinn a’ sealg
Keep shittin’ on you niggas, I got the runs
– Thoi trang moi nguoi oi
Shit so damn much, I need some Tums
– Shit cho damn mòran, tha feum agam air Beagan Tums
Love the way my lil’ bitch speak in tongues
– Tha gaol agam air an t-slighe a tha mo lil’ bitch a ‘ bruidhinn ann an teangannan
Say you not the one and you got a gun
– Abair thusa nach ‘ eil an t-aon, agus gu bheil gunna agad
Nigga, you ain’t on shit ’til you go blow somethin’
– Thoi trang oi tuoi tho nguoi oi
If you really want smoke, let a nigga know somethin’
– Ma tha thu dha-rìribh ag iarraidh smoc, leig le nigga eòlas fhaighinn air rudeigin’
My gun gay, it’ll fuck you, then hit your ho up
– Mo ghunna gay, bidh e a ‘ fuck ort, an uairsin bhuail do ho suas
(Woo) Bitch, I’ma do what I want to
– Tha Mi A ‘ dèanamh na Tha Mi ag iarraidh-I am doing what I want to do
My Draco come with a kick, hi-yah
– Tha mo Ghaol air aird a ‘ chuain, hi ho ro
I taught that bitch Kung-Fu, what you wanna do?
– Bha Mi a ‘teagasg A’ ghalla Kung-Fu sin, dè a tha thu airson a dhèanamh?
Like (Woo), huh, bitch, I’ma do what I want to (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
– Tha mi a ‘ dèanamh na tha mi ag iarraidh (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Peel that nigga’s scalp back
– Peel gu bheil sgalp nigga air ais
I treat that boy like a moon roof, zoom, zoom
– Tha mi a ‘dèiligeadh ris a’ bhalach sin mar mhullach gealach, zoom, zoom
Put a hole in his body, no Froot Loop
– A ‘ cur toll na chorp, gun Lùb Froot
Draco make him dance, tutu
– Draco a ‘ dèanamh dannsa dha, tutu
They gon’ make me blow my fuse
– Tha iad gon ‘ toirt orm sèideadh mo fiùs
Got these hatin’-ass bitches and niggas confused
– Fhuair iad sin hatin ‘ – asal bitches agus niggas troimh-chèile
I beat up the rap game and I give it a bruise
– Game thoi trang moi nhat
Give ’em black and blues while I count up the blues
– ‘S tric mi’ g èirigh ‘ s na blues while I count up the blues
Got my hand on my tool, pop a couple of blues
– Mo ghaol air àird a ‘ chuain
Then I pour up a pint, then I take me a snooze
– An uairsin dòirtidh mi pinnt, an uairsin bheir mi snooze dhomh
I need some Actavis, I just spilled Wock’ on my wrist
– Tha feum agam Air Beagan Actavis, bha mi dìreach a ‘dòrtadh Wock’ air mo wrist
Fucked your bitch, I got lean on her tits
– Aankhon mein aankhon mein bhi aankhon mein
You bought a Challenger, I bought a Lamborghini, it came with windows tinted with the stick shift
– Cheannaich thu Dùbhlan, cheannaich mi Lamborghini, thàinig e le uinneagan air an dath leis an gluasad maide
I call my gun Actavis, it leave you leanin’ like you bought a two liter and poured a ten
– Tha mi a ‘gairm mo ghunna Actavis, tha e a’ fàgail thu leanin ‘mar a cheannaich thu dà liotair agus a’ dòrtadh deich
My hand on my ratchet, yes, I’m ’bout that action, it’s not a pump action, it’s .40 with extended clip
– Mo làmh air mo ratchet, tha, tha mi ’bout an gnìomh sin, chan e gnìomh pumpa a th’ ann, tha e .40 le criomag leudaichte
Yeah, Gucci is rare, they stop and stare
– Yeah, Tha Gucci tearc, bidh iad a ‘stad agus a’ coimhead
I remember pullin’ up in the Cavalier
– Tha cuimhn ‘agam a bhith a’ fuireach ann An dùn èideann
I remember drivin’ off that drank, can’t steer
– Tha cuimhne agam dràibheadh dheth an deoch sin, chan urrainn dhomh stiùireadh
Smokin’ on loud pack, nigga, I can’t hear (Yeah)
– Cha chluinn mi’n t-òran (I can’T hear)
Louis is rare, they stop and stare
– Tha Louis tearc, bidh iad a ‘stad agus a’ coimhead
I remember pullin’ up in the Cavalier
– Tha cuimhn ‘agam a bhith a’ fuireach ann An dùn èideann
Can’t drive off the drank, no, I can’t steer
– Chan urrainn dhomh dràibheadh air falbh bhon deoch, chan urrainn dhomh ruith
Smokin’ on loud pack, nigga, I can’t hear
– ‘S bochd an sgeul, a ghaoil, cha chluinn mi
