Paroles et traduction BIG Naughty feat. Kid Milli - $$$ (Feat. Kid Milli)

$$$ (Feat. Kid Milli)

일 십 백 천만 달러 bills
새끼들은 말만 많아 내가 뭔지에 대해
걍 닥치고 따라와 bitch
시기 다른 래퍼들의 반대편을 바라보던 새끼

그래 that's me, huh, yeah
없잖아 의미 헛배운
새끼들 피드백 들어봤자 백 도
뱉어버려 걍 한 귀로 듣고 한 귀로 흘려 aye

For legacy, fow like a sea
Bal like I see, die like I seize
Dali Van Picasso on me, eyes all on me
I'ma sippin' like the Wayne
Poppin' on my tag, tag, tag, tags

I can walk talk with no C-O-caines
I can hop up on a C-oupe, aye
Have a little take on liquor 해버리고 돼버리고
Sippin' on Benz or pain

For motivate fucking on a Maybach
쓰는 매일 밤 우리가 쓰는 baseline
미리 배포 Suck me on the PayPal
Show respect to the K-pop, aye

네가 빠는 래퍼 절반은 다 cappers
네 아빠의 월급 나한텐 걍 paper
새끼들 음악엔 뿌려야 돼 pepper
아니면 다 폐품 버려야 돼 canvas

열여덟에 벗어났지 돈의 굴레
개미 그게 내 여친 허리 둘레 aye
금이고 돈이고 bootie고
너네 다 가져 나 좀 내버려둘래 aye

어차피 내 성공은 100%
도박은 안 해 man, I need no 룰렛
언제까지 그렇게 pussy 같이 굴래
새끼들 대가리에 박아 내 bullet

재미없는 힙합 I don't do that
안 어울려 임마 네 그 듀렉
놀고 먹어도 그냥 벌어 네 두 배
Spit bars, shit lit like Lil Wayne

안 벌어도 돼 돈 굳이
Why 뒀거든 나는 부자 마음 투지 aye
Young and boujee But 아냐 철부지
이건 비밀인데 샀거든 강남에다 내 부지 aye

Breeze makin' me sway
Makin' me feel so hot
That breeze makin' me sway
Makin' me feel so hot
That breeze makin' me sway
Makin' me feel so hot
That breeze makin' me sway
Makin' me feel so hot

I think I never told you, what I do is hip hop
난 그냥 뭐 노래도 부르고 싶어 like Dua Lipa
Man 내 허파가 가는 대로 하는 거지 뭐 so fuck all your thoughts
We going straight up to the top 하지 마요 내 탓

Yes sir, I got two pay checks to get her night
Rocking at back stage, we hotter than July
Yeah, it's dangerous but I don't give a shit a damn tonight
'Cause I got Jay on my back and it's gon' be alright

Let me tell you motherfucker what hip hop is
네 랩은 seven and eleven 내 랩은 집 밥임
I saw you at the fucking club rocking with the hottest bitch
또 헛기침 하는 래퍼들과는 너무 다른 내 기질

Yeah, I know 웃기지 for real look easy
그냥 대충 뱉어도 나티는 hottest rookie지
그냥 색깔 별로 샀지 협찬도 깠어 Versace
입으면 돈을 준다지만 내 재능은 versatile

Look at my bands, look at my swag
Look at my gang, gang, gang
Look at my drip, look at my slatt
Look at my dab, dab, dab

요즘 래퍼 너무나 뻔해
개나 소나 다 finesse
진짜 돈 벌기를 원해?
그럼 주머니에 총부터 꺼내

주머니에 총부터 꺼내고 나는 대가리에 총알을 박구
오타쿠 같은 새끼들 키보드에 빵꾸 내버리고 자크를 닫고
예술과 내숭과 그 사이를 걸어가는 매 순간에
나는 또 절어버리고 for sure 고민해 bumpin lil' bitch

That breeze makin' me sway
Makin' me feel so hot
That breeze makin' me sway
Makin' me feel so hot

Fuck bitch 아무 의미 없는 돈 벌어 봤자 뭐해 wanna be
Same shit 다 똑같은 노래들이 흘러나와 홍대 거리 위
Fuck bitch 아무 의미 없는 돈 벌어 봤자 뭐해 wanna be
Same shit 다 똑같은 노래들이 흘러나와 홍대 거리 위

비슷한 키의 비트 위 뻘짓들
또 힙합이란 거대 미스터리
비스듬히 걸쳐 wrist to risk
쓰레기 disk 또 네 쓰레기 믹스

병신들끼리 모여서 병신 같은 옷 만드네
얕게 박힌 뿌리의 흑역사는 잘 자라네
Image makin' 하는 방법이 잘못됐어 너넨
어떻게 래퍼가 패션 Peep보다 멋이 없냐 what a funny

너넨 쫄바질 내려 입어 반대로
배꼽도 안 보여 그러다 하지 정맥을
얻어 얻어걸린 너네 marketing target들처럼
그 땜에 뭘 좀 아는 여잔 힙합을 깔보고

잼민이들이나 듣는 유치한 노래 인식을 얻어
내가 이런 발언을 할 자격 없는 것도 알어
삼년 전에 코인 빨다가 아닌 척한 새끼
고맙다 날 거들떠보려고도 안 했던 새끼

Kid Milli 동급의 top list 나는 A-team
내 흑역사를 지우려 더 짙은 rap을 뱉지
Kid Milli 동급 중 top list 나는 A
갈아치워 입어 빨리 네 바지 looks like a 팬티

$$$ (Feat. Kid Milli)

Ten, hundred, thousand, million dollar bills
These fools just talk a lot about what I am
Just shut up and follow, bitch
The dude who was looking at the opposite side of other rappers

Yeah, that's me, huh, yeah
There's no meaning, just empty bragging
Listening to these fools' feedback is pointless
Just spit it out, in one ear and out the other, aye

For legacy, fow like a sea
Bal like I see, die like I seize
Dali Van Picasso on me, eyes all on me
I'ma sippin' like the Wayne
Poppin' on my tag, tag, tag, tags

I can walk talk with no C-O-caines
I can hop up on a C-oupe, aye
Have a little take on liquor, get wasted, become
Sippin' on Benz or pain

For motivate fucking on a Maybach
The baseline we write every night
Pre-distributed, suck me on the PayPal
Show respect to the K-pop, aye

Half the rappers you stan are all cappers
Your dad's salary is just paper to me
These fools' music needs pepper
Or else it's all trash, throw away the canvas

I escaped the shackles of money at eighteen
An ant, that's my girl's waistline, aye
Gold, money, bootie
You can have it all, just leave me alone, aye

My success is 100% anyway
I don't gamble, man, I need no roulette
How long are you gonna act like a pussy
Put my bullet in these fools' heads

Boring hip hop, I don't do that
Doesn't suit you, man, that durag
Even if I play and eat, I still earn double what you do
Spit bars, shit lit like Lil Wayne

I don't need to make money
Why, because I have the heart of a rich man, aye
Young and boujee, but I'm not immature
This is a secret, but I bought land in Gangnam, aye

Breeze makin' me sway
Makin' me feel so hot
That breeze makin' me sway
Makin' me feel so hot
That breeze makin' me sway
Makin' me feel so hot
That breeze makin' me sway
Makin' me feel so hot

I think I never told you, what I do is hip hop
I just want to sing like Dua Lipa
Man, I just do what my lungs tell me to, so fuck all your thoughts
We going straight up to the top, don't blame me

Yes sir, I got two pay checks to get her night
Rocking at back stage, we hotter than July
Yeah, it's dangerous but I don't give a shit a damn tonight
'Cause I got Jay on my back and it's gon' be alright

Let me tell you motherfucker what hip hop is
Your rap is seven and eleven, my rap is home-cooked meal
I saw you at the fucking club rocking with the hottest bitch
My temperament is so different from rappers who keep coughing

Yeah, I know it's funny for real, look easy
Even if I just spit it out roughly, Naughty is the hottest rookie
I just bought them in different colors, I even turned down sponsorships, Versace
They say they'll pay me if I wear it, but my talent is versatile

Look at my bands, look at my swag
Look at my gang, gang, gang
Look at my drip, look at my slatt
Look at my dab, dab, dab

Rappers these days are so obvious
Everyone and their dog is finesse
You really want to make money?
Then pull the gun out of your pocket first

Pull the gun out of your pocket first, and I'll put a bullet in your head
I'll punch a hole in the keyboards of these otaku-like bastards and zip it up
In every moment walking between art and pretense
I get wasted again, for sure, contemplating, bumpin' lil' bitch

That breeze makin' me sway
Makin' me feel so hot
That breeze makin' me sway
Makin' me feel so hot

Fuck bitch, what's the point of making meaningless money, wanna be
Same shit, all the same songs playing on the streets of Hongdae
Fuck bitch, what's the point of making meaningless money, wanna be
Same shit, all the same songs playing on the streets of Hongdae

Bullshit on similar key beats
Another huge mystery called hip hop
Leaning wrist to risk
Trash disk, another trash mix of yours

Idiots gather and make idiotic clothes
The shallow roots of black history grow well
You guys got the image-making wrong
How can a rapper be less stylish than a fashion Peep, what a funny

You guys pull your skinny jeans down the opposite way
Your belly button isn't even showing, you might as well do your veins
Just like your accidental marketing targets
That's why women who know a little bit look down on hip hop

Get the perception of childish songs that only elementary school kids listen to
I know I'm not qualified to make this kind of statement
The guy who sucked on coins three years ago and pretended not to
Thank you, the guy who didn't even bother to look at me

Kid Milli, top list of the same class, I'm A-team
I spit darker rap to erase my black history
Kid Milli, top list among the same class, I'm A
Change your pants quickly, they look like panties