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Lirika
Yeah, yeah, yeah
– Ha, ha, ha
Yeah, yeah, yeah
– Ha, ha, ha
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)
– (Atl Yoqub, Atl Yoqub)
Mama, don’t worry, I got my pistol
– Mama, xavotir olmang, men to’pponchamni oldim
I’m gettin’ my dollars, you birthed a real nigga
– Men dollarlarimni olaman, siz haqiqiy nigga tug’dingiz
Told my daddy, “Don’t be sorry, I’m not gon’ blame you”
– Dadamga aytdi: “kechirasiz, men sizni ayblamayman”
If it weren’t for struggle, my dreams, they wouldn’t came true
– Agar kurash bo’lmaganida, mening orzularim, ular amalga oshmas edi
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
– Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah
– Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Told mama, “Don’t worry, you know you raised a hardbody”
– “Xavotir olmang, siz qattiq tanani ko’targaningizni bilasiz”
Granny called the other day, said, “Don’t stress ’cause God got you”
– Boshqa kuni buvi qo’ng’iroq qildi, dedi: “stress qilmang, chunki Xudo sizni oldi”
I’ma chase this paper every day, I ain’t doin’ no stoppin’
– Men bu qog’ozni har kuni ta’qib qilaman, men to’xtamayman
Tryna stuff this cash in my jeans, I’m so 4 Pockets
– Tryna bu pulni mening jinsida, men 4 Cho’ntaklardaman
All the times you gave a nigga your last, I can’t forget that
– Siz oxirgi marta nigga berganingizda, men buni unutolmayman
Eviction notice on the door, we was hidin’ from the rent man (Turned the lights off)
– Eshikdagi ko’chirish xabarnomasi, biz ijara odamidan hidin edik (chiroqlarni o’chirdik)
I ain’t never lettin’ nothin’ slide, I was taught to get my lick back
– Men hech qachon lettin’ Nothin’ slide emasman, menga yalashimni qaytarib olishni o’rgatishdi
Hit hard, move silent, I ain’t got time for all that chit-chat
– Qattiq urdi, jim harakat, men hamma bu chit-chat uchun vaqt yo’q
Even though I feel like you wasn’t there, got mad love for my dad
– Garchi men u erda bo’lmaganingizni his qilsam ham, dadamga aqldan ozgan muhabbat bor
No hard feelings, I ain’t never cry ’bout nothin’ I ain’t have
– Qattiq tuyg’ular yo’q, men hech qachon yig’lamayman, menda yo’q
Growin’ up inside of poverty, that shit’ll have you mad (Mad)
– Qashshoqlik ichida o’sadi, bu sizni aqldan ozdiradi (aqldan ozgan)
Goin’ to school without no new shoes, that shit’ll turn you bad (Bad)
– Maktabga yangi poyabzalsiz boring, bu sizni yomonlashtiradi (yomon)
Took security with my mama (My mama)
– Mening onam bilan xavfsizlikni oldi (mening onam)
I know she got her pistol (Her pistol)
– Bilaman, u to’pponchasini (to’pponchasini)olgan
‘Fore I give a bitch anything (I swear)
– ‘Fore men bir bitch hech narsa berish (qasam)
I’ma take care my sisters (My sisters)
– Men opa-singillarimga g’amxo’rlik qilaman (opa-singillarim)
We ain’t writin’ no more bad checks (No more bad checks)
– Biz endi yomon cheklarni tekshirmaymiz (endi yomon cheklar yo’q)
My lil’ boy them know ’bout private jets (PJs)
– Mening lil ‘bola ularni bilaman’ Butning xususiy jets (PJs)
And my auntie them, they straight now (Okay)
– Va mening xolam ularni, ular to’g’ri hozir (Okay)
It ain’t too much for ’em to worry about, I promise
– Ular haqida tashvishlanib uchun juda ko’p emas, men va’da
Mama, don’t worry, I got my pistol
– Mama, xavotir olmang, men to’pponchamni oldim
I’m gettin’ my dollars, you birthed a real nigga
– Men dollarlarimni olaman, siz haqiqiy nigga tug’dingiz
Told my daddy, “Don’t be sorry, I’m not gon’ blame you”
– Dadamga aytdi: “kechirasiz, men sizni ayblamayman”
If it weren’t for struggle, my dreams, they wouldn’t came true
– Agar kurash bo’lmaganida, mening orzularim, ular amalga oshmas edi
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah
– Oh, ha, oh, ha
Told mama, “Don’t worry, I’ll be just fine”
– “Xavotir olmang, men juda yaxshi bo’laman”
Angels watch over my shoulder like an umpire
– Farishtalar mening yelkamni hakam kabi tomosha qilishadi
I could get in the octagon with these punchlines
– Men bu punchlines bilan octagon olish mumkin
Like, nigga, I’m the captain and it’s crunch time
– Nigga singari, men kapitanman va siqilish vaqti keldi
Skip the lunch line, gotta eat more than sometime
– Tushlik liniyasi o’tish, gotta bir kun ko’proq ovqat
I done time, so I think everyone one-time
– Men vaqtni qildim, shuning uchun hamma bir martalik deb o’ylayman
Colorblind to the sunshine, I’d rather moonshine
– Quyosh uchun Colorblind, men asosan moonshine edim
Told the team, “I don’t care who shine as long as you shine”
– Jamoaga: “siz porlasangiz, kim porlashi menga ahamiyat bermaydi”
Keep a California dumb blonde with a boob job
– Boob ish bilan Kaliforniya soqov fotosini tutish
Rather give me a blowjob than get a new job
– Menga yangi ish topishdan ko’ra, menga zarba bering
Too high, fuck the shit out her, then we woosah
– Juda baland, uni tashqariga chiqarib tashlang, keyin biz vos
Woo-ha, got you all in check like a swoosh sign
– Vu-ha, barchangizni belgi belgisi kabi tekshirib ko’rdingiz
Told my daddy, “I don’t blame you, neither claim you”
– Dadamga: “men sizni ayblamayman, na da’vo qilaman”
You was never in the picture, somebody framed you
– Siz hech qachon rasmda bo’lmagansiz, kimdir sizni ramkaga solgan
Moms bought my first pistol, brought me to the range too
– Onalar mening birinchi to’pponchamni sotib olishdi, meni ham assortimentga olib kelishdi
Since the day I could walk, I been on the same two
– Men yura oladigan kundan beri men bir xil edim
Mama, don’t worry (Tunechi), I got my pistol (Lil’ bitch)
– Onam, xavotir olmang (Tunechi), men to’pponchamni oldim (lil ‘ bitch)
I’m gettin’ my dollars (Yeah, yeah, yeah), you birthed a real nigga (Mula, baby)
– Men dollarlarimni olaman (Ha, ha, ha), siz haqiqiy nigga tug’dingiz (Mula, chaqaloq)
Told my daddy, “Don’t be sorry, I’m not gon’ blame you”
– Dadamga aytdi: “kechirasiz, men sizni ayblamayman”
If it weren’t for struggle (Yeah, yeah, yeah), my dreams, they wouldn’t came true (Mula, baby)
– Agar kurash bo’lmaganida (Ha, ha, ha), mening orzularim, ular amalga oshmasdi (Mula, chaqaloq)
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
– Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah
– Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
