УБЫРАТ - Nomad Punk Übersetzung ins Englische

УБЫРАТ

Убырат, их голос песни деп жасшы
Убырат, их голос песни жасшы
У, брат, тез болды, тестей дез жазшы
Ты не понимаешь мой линго thats a hot shit
Языки меняю быстрее чем alt+shift
667 миллионов или больше
Цык-цык, спать на
Фык-фык, поднял я
Я один как Вутэнг беру қаймақ
Фит-фит, заебал
Нет-нет, айтам
Все, родной, на хабаре давай обнял
Ари ури римпапури, че там
Магазин заполнен, как лошадь под капотом
Залетаю в этот движ так громко
Real ass shit мои деньги big tonka
Моя сука, как Карди Би
Донер на углу Толе би
Bussin bussin on my Carti shit
Fuck around us and yo nose get bleed
*sniff*
Ты пахнешь, как черт, я тебя вижу насквозь
Я за 10 километров почую пиздеж
Я за 9 минут заработал на Порш
Әңгіменің бәрі теңге еңбек
Маған поху қанша құрттың, говорю как есть
I been getting money chasing bags and checks
Yeah, he is loosing his mind, we shanked his neck
I gave yo bitch a little cheekclap
Her knees wack
I'm mad Max
Stay gassed
She tryna get into my nutsack
Never get caught lack
Ying yang with two hoes
And they white and black
They snack snack
And one of them is prolly yo thot
Never sent add
So when the clock hits tic-tac
You gonna get yo bitch back

Убырат из голос песни деп жасшы
Ты не понимаешь мой линго thats a hot shit
Языки меняю быстрее чем alt+shift
667 миллионов или больше
Цык-цык, спать на
Фык-фык, поднял
Я один, как Вутэнг беру қаймақ
Фит-фит, заебал
Нет-нет, айтам
Все, родной, на хабаре давай обнял

Убырат из голос песни деп жасшы
Ты не понимаешь мой линго thats a hot shit
Языки меняю быстрее чем alt+shift
667 миллионов или больше
Цык-цык, спать на
Фык-фык, поднял
Я один, как Вутэнг беру қаймақ
Фит-фит, заебал
Нет-нет, айтам
Все, родной, на хабаре давай обнял

I'm the shit with the flow
I'm the shit with the flow
I'm the shit with the flow
I get yo bitch on the flow
Rolls royce pull up with some bad bad bitches
But my migos gon take em tonight (year)
My team got a hella bad bad package
We got coke cush molly dirty sprite
VVS в ушах Nomad Punk мен де істегенімнен қайтпайм (year)
Мои карманы, как Zheka Fatbelly
Мои-мои карманы опмай
Choppa будто CS GO go
Моя сука будто бы с Vogue
80 on my wrist gone broke
Далада болсаң stay low
Shawty on front seat flossing
Bossing
All around lookin like a blossom
Gunsling
Fucking up on Aderall no shit (go shit)
Take me to the spot and go crazy-zy-zy
Битым 5 лям, квартал 25 че там?
Әрі бері том и джерри, кэтти пэрри че там?
По городу көз сал кетіп барад опым
Номад менің әкем десең, рас айтасың отыр
Я не ищу себе cheap ass clout
Менің денім сау, choppa go pow pow
Тебе нужен саунд, I'm a big dog hound
Pull up with a stick, bring a one two ounce
I aint with a rap beef, im a popstar
Нахуя тебе инстинкт, если ты не попал
Я кидаю пацанам с ходом big shoutout
А потом закинешь мне мой шотал
Уф!

CLEAN UP

Clean up, their song's voice is dope, girl
Clean up, their song's voice is dope
Yo, bro, be quick, write a dope verse
You don't understand my lingo, that's a hot shit
I switch languages faster than alt+shift
667 million or more
Click-click, sleep on
Fuck-fuck, I raised
I'm alone like Wu-Tang, taking the cream
Feat-feat, tired of it
No-no, I'm sayin'
That's it, homie, on the line, let's hug it out
Ari uri rimpapuri, what's up?
The store is packed, like a horse under the hood
I'm jumping into this movement so loud
Real ass shit, my money big Tonka
My bitch is like Cardi B
Doner on the corner of Tole bi
Bussin bussin on my Carti shit
Fuck around us and yo nose get bleed
*sniff*
You smell like the devil, girl, I see right through you
I can smell bullshit from 10 kilometers away
I made enough for a Porsche in 9 minutes
All the talk is about tenge and labor
I don't care how many worms you ate, I'm speaking my mind
I been getting money chasing bags and checks
Yeah, he is losing his mind, we shanked his neck
I gave yo bitch a little cheek clap
Her knees wack
I'm Mad Max
Stay gassed
She tryna get into my nutsack
Never get caught lack
Ying yang with two hoes
And they white and black
They snack snack
And one of them is prolly yo thot
Never sent add
So when the clock hits tic-tac
You gonna get yo bitch back

Clean up, their song's voice is dope, girl
You don't understand my lingo, that's a hot shit
I switch languages faster than alt+shift
667 million or more
Click-click, sleep on
Fuck-fuck, I raised
I'm alone like Wu-Tang, taking the cream
Feat-feat, tired of it
No-no, I'm sayin'
That's it, homie, on the line, let's hug it out

Clean up, their song's voice is dope, girl
You don't understand my lingo, that's a hot shit
I switch languages faster than alt+shift
667 million or more
Click-click, sleep on
Fuck-fuck, I raised
I'm alone like Wu-Tang, taking the cream
Feat-feat, tired of it
No-no, I'm sayin'
That's it, homie, on the line, let's hug it out

I'm the shit with the flow
I'm the shit with the flow
I'm the shit with the flow
I get yo bitch on the flow
Rolls Royce pull up with some bad bad bitches
But my migos gon take em tonight (year)
My team got a hella bad bad package
We got coke cush molly dirty sprite
VVS in my ears, Nomad Punk and I won't back down from what I do (year)
My pockets like Zheka Fatbelly
My-my pockets are plump
Choppa like CS GO go
My bitch is like she's from Vogue
80 on my wrist gone broke
If you're outside, stay low
Shawty on front seat flossing
Bossing
All around lookin like a blossom
Gunsling
Fucking up on Adderall no shit (go shit)
Take me to the spot and go crazy-zy-zy
Five million damaged, 25 for the quarter, what's up?
Back and forth Tom and Jerry, Katy Perry, what's up?
Look around the city, experience is fading
If you say Nomad is my father, you're right, sit down
I'm not looking for cheap ass clout
My health is good, choppa go pow pow
You need a sound, I'm a big dog hound
Pull up with a stick, bring a one two ounce
I ain't with a rap beef, I'm a popstar
Why you need instinct if you missed
I'm giving my boys a big shoutout
And then you'll throw me my shot
Oof!