Lyrics and translation B.U.G. Mafia feat. Adriana Vlad - De cartier

De cartier

De cartier... Yo!
De cartier... Yo!
De cartier, de cartier, de cartier... Yo!
E clar se va vorbi din nou de viata de cartier
Ai o viata de cartier, tre′ s-o traiesti intr-un fel, sa-ti spun
Regula de baza este sa respecti cartierul
De la bunic la tata si la fiu, iti spun ptr. ca stiu!
Traind in cartier, tre' sa fii mult prea pa′ faza
Ai grija cum te porti, altfel baietii de fac varza
E din ce in ce mai greu sa zambesti, mult prea greu sa zambesti
Nu auzi, nu vezi, nu vorbesti... G-Yeah!
Vezi banii cum se-nvart non-stop in juru' tau
Vezi zeci de baieti care intra la bulau
Vezi o gasca de curve cu o gasca de pesti
Asta e cartieru' tau si trebuie sa-l iubesti!
Aici ori esti tatic, ori nu gandi prea mult
Esti sifon? Noroc! Te-ai dus la fund!
Si nu fii suparat cand iti ciordesc portofelu′
Chiar asa cum e tu trebuie sa-ti iubesti cartieru′, bai...

Refren Din est pana-n vest, iubeste-ti cartierul.
Din nord pana-n sud iubeste-ti cartierul.

S-aud toata Romania, cum striga "G-Yeah! "
S-inc-odata-atat va cer
Pentru cartier
As mai spune inc-o data ptr. ca-l iubesc
Stii, cartieru' meu ma face sa simt ca traiesc...
Lasati-ma sa spun acu′ cum e pe strada
E din ce in ce mai rau
Da' inca poti sa iesi afara
Copiii se distreaza si rad pana seara
Cand ies baietii si incepe smardoiala:
La fiecare colt, vezi cate-o gasca
La fiecare colt vezi cate-o c***a proasta
La fiecare colt vezi scandal intre golani
Si la fiecare colt, vezi jocuri de bani.
La un semnal vezi cum dispar tarfel′, banii, bautura
Pentru tine totu-i normal cat trece patrula
Desi eu l-as schimba cartieru' ramane la fel
Dar oricum ar fi nu pot sa ma despart de el.

Refren Vrei sa stii? Vei stii!
Da′ lasa-ma sa spun cum vreau eu, nu ma grabi! (nu ma grabi!)
Tot ce-am invatat aici in cartier
E ca daca vrei sa fii de cartier, tre' sa fii de fier!
Ca si la baiatul de la colt de strada
De care tie ti-e teama
Care face-bani gramada...
Te uiti la el in cazier, nimic, banal...
Daca-i pui coperta, o sa ai codu' penal!
Niste gagici pe strada ti-am zambit
Esti mandru de tine, gandeste-te mai bine:
Ca-ti iau banii, hainele, tot ce mai ai
O sa strigi in zadar dupa ma-ta: Vai!
Nici macar un politai... Asta e,
Du-te-acasa, hai, du-te la liniste
Iar daca cineva te intreaba ce s-a intamplat
Nu e mister... Fii sincer,
Zi c-ai fost la mine-n cartïer.

Refren

From the Hood

From the hood... Yo!
From the hood... Yo!
From the hood, from the hood, from the hood... Yo!
It's clear we'll be talking about hood life again
You live a hood life, you gotta live it a certain way, let me tell you
The basic rule is to respect the hood
From grandpa to dad to son, I tell you because I know!
Living in the hood, you gotta be way too on point
Watch how you act, otherwise the boys will mess you up
It's getting harder and harder to smile, way too hard to smile
Don't hear, don't see, don't speak... G-Yeah!
See the money spinning non-stop around you
See dozens of guys going to jail
See a bunch of whores with a bunch of dudes
This is your hood and you gotta love it!
Here you're either a daddy, or don't think too much
Are you a snitch? Good luck! You're going down!
And don't be upset when they steal your wallet
Just the way it is, you gotta love your hood, man...

Chorus From east to west, love your hood.
From north to south, love your hood.

Hear all of Romania shouting "G-Yeah! "
Once again, that's all I ask
For the hood
I'd say it one more time because I love it
You know, my hood makes me feel alive...
Let me tell you now how it is on the street
It's getting worse and worse
But you can still go outside
Kids are having fun and laughing until evening
When the boys come out and the brawling starts:
On every corner, you see a gang
On every corner you see some stupid b***h
On every corner you see thugs fighting
And on every corner, you see money games.
At a signal, you see the whores, money, booze disappear
Everything's normal for you as the patrol passes
Although I would change it, the hood stays the same
But whatever it is, I can't part with it.

Chorus Wanna know? You'll know!
But let me say it my way, don't rush me! (don't rush me!)
Everything I learned here in the hood
Is that if you wanna be from the hood, you gotta be made of steel!
Like the boy on the corner
That you're afraid of
Who makes a lot of money...
You look at his record, nothing, ordinary...
If you set him up, you'll get the penal code!
Some girls on the street smiled at you
You're proud of yourself, think again:
They'll take your money, clothes, everything you have left
You'll scream in vain for your mom: Help!
Not even a cop... That's it,
Go home, come on, go to peace
And if someone asks you what happened
It's no mystery... Be honest,
Say you were in my hood.

Chorus