Paroles et traduction Butch feat. Mc Kresha, Keepman & Lyrical Son - Para

Para

Ye
Steig in den Bima fahr paar runden durch die Stadt
Bleib cool wie Klima denn die Bullen halten an,
Stadtlichter glänzen sehe das funkeln in den Augen
Nicht mal in meine eigener Hood kann ich irgend jemand trauen,
Denn ich bin Einzelgänger (hah)
Ich bin Einzelkämpfer,
Renne den Fans nach.
Nenn mich in West mein Bänke
Nichts wird's sich ändern, sag ich mir jedes mal
Glaubst du fest an etwas musst du auch bereit sein dafür zu Zahlen (Shoki)
Dieses Spiel das mir so Interessiert
Nennt sich buntes Papier, in jeans buntes Papier
Lass mich einmal kurz ziehen, lass mich Probieren
Doch was mich wirklich interessiert ist des bunte Papier .
Lass mich nicht ablenken,
Muss an mein Arsch denken
Packe die Grass Packchen und verteil sie an den ecken,
Ziehe des Cappy tief ins Gesicht, diger an mein Schwanz
Besser du vergießt wer du bist . (shoki)

Paret shum um vyn, po per pare nuk jetoj
Rrugen vet e dinn, qato qe un e booj
(Qija nonen qato pare pom vyn)
Paret shum um vyn, po per pare nuk jetoj
Rrugen vet e dinn, qato qe un e booj
(Qija nonen qato pare pom vyn)

Pare kesh ami mu, mon amour,
M'nalen dajt parez, se m'pan tu i sill paret naper dur,
Track-i nfurr, repi ndur, koncerti full,
Rabi peci, eci shpejt si mister Shtavileci: #Agrokultur.
Hot speci nkit hip hop kultur
Ntop, i djegi kta repera tdopt,
Qe s'thojn sen veq bojn me dur: kot,
Sju filliti burr, smuni me fol me mu
Se me fol me ju o si me fol me mur truee
Qu, yeah bitch I'm the baddest, dont be jealous
Une jom legend, thirrem Elvis
Gettin' paid si Jimmy Conway, n'goodfellas
Muhabeti fell osht, fellas
Shpejt shkon posht se ktu hell o
Llafe t'thata, #acapellas.
Qoki, I'm cold, I'm frezin', hold up e thirri Butchin
Vim jau prena kejt beefin,
Paid in full, live filmin bitch pe kthejna pi fillimit
#TavnikCity straight 8 balls call us #Infiniti!

Paret shum um vyn, po per pare nuk jetoj
Rrugen vet e dinn, qato qe un e booj
(Qija nonen qato pare pom vyn)
Paret shum um vyn, po per pare nuk jetoj
Rrugen vet e dinn, qato qe un e booj
(Qija nonen qato pare pom vyn)

Ecoute les gens de la rue, avec ces gens de la rue,
Rap sûr de la rue, car tout le reste n'est que strass et paillettes, raquette, trop de malentendus,
J'lache des rimes et comme des balles perdues,
Revenons nous en thème, si à cette mésures tu n'as toujours pas compri,
Mes écrits: inestimables, mes punchlines: inévitables,
Pour qui tu te prends tu?
Tu veut m'apprendre mon vécu... shoki,
Qu'est ce que tu connais toi de ma vie?
T'as rien compri, lache mes couilles,
Pose le mic, stop la mascara, tah mes trips semblants
Quand tu fais semblant...
Ma plume roule en Porsche, j'avais pas le choix,
La seule façon de s'en sortir on a vite fait le choix,
Faire la maille, garder les pieds sur terre, rester toujours vrais,
On est venu avec rien donc on va tout prendre,
En ce qui me concerne, j'ai la dalle, non je ne vais rien rendre!

Paret shum um vyn, po per pare nuk jetoj
Rrugen vet e dinn, qato qe un e booj
(Qija nonen qato pare pom vyn)
Paret shum um vyn, po per pare nuk jetoj
Rrugen vet e dinn, qato qe un e booj
(Qija nonen qato pare pom vyn)

For the Money

Yeah
Get in the Beamer, let's cruise around the city
Stay cool as a cucumber, the cops might pull us over,
City lights are shining, I see the sparkle in your eyes
Not even in my own hood can I trust anyone,
Because I'm a lone wolf (hah)
I'm a lone warrior,
Chasing after fans.
Call me Westside Benches in the West
Nothing will change, I tell myself every time
If you believe in something, you gotta be ready to pay for it (Shoki)
This game that I'm so interested in
Is called colorful paper, colorful paper in jeans
Let me take a quick drag, let me try it
But what really interests me is that colorful paper.
Don't let me get distracted,
Gotta think about my ass
Pack the weed bags and distribute them on the corners,
Pull the cap low over my face, grab my dick
You better reveal who you are. (shoki)

I need a lot of money, but I don't live for money
Only the streets know, the things I do
(I swear to god, I need that money)
I need a lot of money, but I don't live for money
Only the streets know, the things I do
(I swear to god, I need that money)

Money is my friend, mon amour,
I have a lot of money left, because you didn't see me carrying money in my hands,
The track is fire, rap is tight, the concert is full,
I'm baking the bread, walking fast like Mr. Shtavileci: #Agrokultur.
Hot spec in this hip hop culture
I'm hot, I burn these fake rappers,
Who don't say anything but just wave their hands: pointless,
They haven't even started, man, you can't talk to me
Because talking to you is like talking to a wall, true
Qu, yeah bitch I'm the baddest, don't be jealous
I'm a legend, call me Elvis
Gettin' paid like Jimmy Conway, in goodfellas
The conversation is deep, fellas
It's going downhill fast because this is hell
Empty words, #acapellas.
Qoki, I'm cold, I'm freezin', hold up and call Butch
We come and cut off all the beef,
Paid in full, live filming bitch we're taking it back to the beginning
#TavnikCity straight 8 balls call us #Infiniti!

I need a lot of money, but I don't live for money
Only the streets know, the things I do
(I swear to god, I need that money)
I need a lot of money, but I don't live for money
Only the streets know, the things I do
(I swear to god, I need that money)

Listen to the people of the street, with these people of the street,
Real rap from the street, because everything else is just rhinestones and glitter, racket, too many misunderstandings,
I'm dropping rhymes like stray bullets,
Let's get back to the topic, if at this point you still haven't understood,
My writings: invaluable, my punchlines: inevitable,
Who do you think you are?
You wanna teach me about my life... shoki,
What do you know about my life?
You haven't understood anything, get off my back,
Put down the mic, stop the mascara, your fake trips
When you pretend...
My pen rides in a Porsche, I had no choice,
The only way out, we quickly made the choice,
Make the dough, keep our feet on the ground, always stay true,
We came with nothing so we're gonna take it all,
As far as I'm concerned, I'm hungry, no I'm not giving anything back!

I need a lot of money, but I don't live for money
Only the streets know, the things I do
(I swear to god, I need that money)
I need a lot of money, but I don't live for money
Only the streets know, the things I do
(I swear to god, I need that money)