Sleiman - Gynah - traduction des paroles en anglais

Paroles et traduction Sleiman - Gynah




Gynah
Gynah
Åh, det' gynah, åh, det' gynah, åh, det' gynah
Oh, it's gynah, oh, it's gynah, oh, it's gynah
Sælger drugga til din' dreng', det' gynah
Selling drugs to your boy, it's gynah
(Vers 1)
(Verse 1)
Voksed' op med ra-ta-ta-ta
Grew up with ra-ta-ta-ta
Sælger ikk' længere balatah
No longer selling balatah
Nu' vi langt fra, hvor vi var
Now we're far from where we were
tør din' tårer, yumah
So dry your tears, yumah
De gik ind, men vidst' ikk', hva' det ændrer
They went in, but didn't know what it changes
Aldrig set en cell' indfra
Never seen a cell from the inside
Si'r de sælger, men jeg ved, det bar' indtør.
They say they're selling, but I know it's just talk.
Tranquillo, si'r du hælder, men har ingen varer
Tranquillo, you say you're pouring, but you have no goods
Går i Louis, men du' Adidas, du' balash
Walking in Louis, but you're Adidas, you're balash
Går i studiet, snakker kun om cash, helt bash
Going to the studio, only talking about cash, totally bash
Men gaden bli'r du sat plads (bap-bap)
But on the street you get put in your place (bap-bap)
Kalash
Kalash
(OMKVÆD)
(Chorus)
Laver fitna din blok, det' gynah
Causing trouble on your block, it's gynah
Ta'r en søn fra sin mama, det' gynah
Taking a son from his mama, it's gynah
Sælger drugga til din bra, det' gynah
Selling drugs to your girl, it's gynah
Åh, det' gynah
Oh, it's gynah
Laver fitna din blok, det' gynah
Causing trouble on your block, it's gynah
Ta'r en søn fra sin mama, det' gynah
Taking a son from his mama, it's gynah
Sælger drugga til din bra, det' gynah
Selling drugs to your girl, it's gynah
Åh, det' gynah
Oh, it's gynah
Åh, det' gynah, åh, det' gynah, åh, det' gynah
Oh, it's gynah, oh, it's gynah, oh, it's gynah
Sælger drugga til din' dreng', det' gynah
Selling drugs to your boy, it's gynah
(VERS 2)
(Verse 2)
Du tænker som en hund, når din lom' er tom
You think like a dog when your pocket is empty
Skralder rotter - det går hånd i hånd
Rattling rats - it goes hand in hand
En sjakal vil sig' alt for at kom' frem, løgn
A jackal wants everything to get ahead, lies
En slange ka' ikk' hold' en skorpion
A snake can't hold a scorpion
Holde modeller, vil heller' bolle modeller
Holding models, would rather bang models
Snak råd, løber til de yngre, lok' dem i fælder
Talking advice, running to the younger ones, luring them into traps
I har solgt jeres sjæler, fortæller folk, hva' I sælger (Haiwan)
You've sold your souls, telling people what you're selling (Haiwan)
Der' ingen stolte forældre
There are no proud parents
Snakker hælervarer, snakker indbrud
Talking stolen goods, talking break-ins
Snakker harakat, smugler pinde ind og ud
Talking harakat, smuggling sticks in and out
Skarpladt' kugler gennem vinduet
Loaded bullets through the window
Snakker brrrah, men der' ingen skud
Talking brrrah, but there are no shots
Ay, det' gynah
Ay, it's gynah
(OMKVÆD)
(Chorus)
Laver fitna din blok, det' gynah
Causing trouble on your block, it's gynah
Ta'r en søn fra sin mama, det' gynah
Taking a son from his mama, it's gynah
Sælger drugga til din bra, det' gynah
Selling drugs to your girl, it's gynah
Åh, det' gynah
Oh, it's gynah
Laver fitna din blok, det' gynah
Causing trouble on your block, it's gynah
Ta'r en søn fra sin mama, det' gynah
Taking a son from his mama, it's gynah
Sælger drugga til din bra, det' gynah
Selling drugs to your girl, it's gynah
Åh, det' gynah
Oh, it's gynah
Åh, det' gynah, åh, det' gynah, åh, det' gynah
Oh, it's gynah, oh, it's gynah, oh, it's gynah
Sælger drugga til din' dreng', det' gynah
Selling drugs to your boy, it's gynah
Snakker om para, men I' ikk' engang venner
Talking about money, but you're not even friends
Fra gren til gren, men jeg ved, hvor du ender
From branch to branch, but I know where you'll end up
Fuck jer rappers, de vil vær' jetsetter
Fuck you rappers, you want to be jetsetters
De?
You?
Snakker om para, men I' ikk' engang venner
Talking about money, but you're not even friends
Fra gren til gren, men jeg ved, hvor du ender
From branch to branch, but I know where you'll end up
Fuck jer rappers, de vil vær' jetsetter
Fuck you rappers, you want to be jetsetters
De?
You?
(OMKVÆD)
(Chorus)
Laver fitna din blok, det' gynah
Causing trouble on your block, it's gynah
Ta'r en søn fra sin mama, det' gynah
Taking a son from his mama, it's gynah
Sælger drugga til din bra, det' gynah
Selling drugs to your girl, it's gynah
Åh, det' gynah
Oh, it's gynah
Laver fitna din blok, det' gynah
Causing trouble on your block, it's gynah
Ta'r en søn fra sin mama, det' gynah
Taking a son from his mama, it's gynah
Sælger drugga til din bra, det' gynah
Selling drugs to your girl, it's gynah
Åh, det' gynah
Oh, it's gynah
Åh, det' gynah, åh, det' gynah, åh, det' gynah
Oh, it's gynah, oh, it's gynah, oh, it's gynah
Sælger drugga til din' dreng', det' gynah
Selling drugs to your boy, it's gynah
(OUTRO)
(Outro)
Fitna skaber drama
Fitna creates drama
Sætter hele byen i flammer
Sets the whole city on fire
Tæl til ti, før kuglen rammer
Count to ten before the bullet hits
Åh det' gynah, Åh, det' gynah
Oh it's gynah, Oh, it's gynah
Åh, det' gynah
Oh, it's gynah





Writer(s): Sebastian Dupont Igens, Sleiman Sleiman, Jesper L Helles, Khaled Ghali


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