paroles de chanson Traffic Jam - Jadakiss , DIVINE

What you know 'bout the street?
You go outside
Everyday, you put on your suit and tie and got work
You see this?
These are my world
We outside
DIVINE, what's good?

Sab boss yaha baithe aur
Tu kisi ka toh naukar hai
Laya kali truck, saath feet wala chauffeur hai
90's wale launde, 42 mere bottle pe
1000 cc engine, do pahiye full throttle hai
Qatil hai, bhai tera qatil hai
Sabhi bhai shatir hai
Gully wala style kiya maine father hai
Bol kya kia nahi sabit hai
Akela mai sher
Aur tu chalta yaha musafir hai
Bina bole baraste
July wala badal hai
Chota bhai Arjun
Aur bada bhai Nasir hai
Ex nikli Draculla
You know i have to wrap it up
Dost mera strapped
And he knows how to slap it up
Back it up (Back it up)

Dekh aaye tere abba jaan
Bhuke jaise ramadan
Zyada kaam, zyada daam
Son we outside like its traffic jam
Son we outside like its traffic jam
Dekh aaye tere abba jaan
Bhuke jaise ramadan
Zyada kaam, zyada daam
(Gully Gang) Son we outside
Like its a traffic jam (We're Outside)
Son we outside like its traffic jam

Black truck, black wheels, blacked-out tints
They left the block and they ain't gettin' back since
Not me, it's in my DNA
I just got a cracked-out stench
The .45 on live blew the backed-out twins
Yeah, anything that'll get you some spare change
Playin' in the streets though, ain't no such thing as a fair game
All so simple, tell me why can't it be?
Broke niggas out here on the verge of insanity
Know I keep it cool, and I don't ever panic B
Spend a lil' bits, stack the racks for the family
And, even though it's drastic, fam
We still outside though like this a traffic jam
What's up? (What's up?)

Dekh aaye tere abba jaan
Bhuke jaise ramadan
Zyada kaam, zyada daam
Son we outside like its traffic jam
Son we outside like its traffic jam
Dekh aaye tere abba jaan
Bhuke jaise ramadan
Zyada kaam, zyada daam
(Gully Gang) Son we outside
Like its a traffic jam (We're Outside)
Son we outside like its traffic jam

We are outside
Aur tu dikhta nahi
Tune dali album
Par tera chote bika nahi
Door se salami
Mera tera koi rishta nahi
Patte sabko kamane
Par kisi ko yaha pisna nahi
Sehwag jaise tod ke
Dravid jaise tikna hai
Ganda dhanda wala dost
Aur shakal se wo chikna hai
Pitna hai
Zindagi hai ye dost
Aur sabko yaha pitna hai
Mushkilo ko likha hai
Aur duniya mein ye bikna hai
Hum sapne aur dard ko bechte
Sapne sach hue sach mere
Dard ko dekh ke (Hath Chala)
Hum sapne aur dard ko bechte
Sapne hue sach yaha
Dard ko dekh ke

Dekh aaye tere abba jaan
Bhookhe jaise Ramadan
Zyada kaam, zyada daam
Son we outside like it's traffic jam
Son we outside like it's traffic jam

Dekh aaye tere abba jaan
Bhookhe jaise Ramadan
Zyada kaam, zyada daam
Son we outside like it's traffic jam
Son we outside like it's traffic jam

It was for my riders
For my drivers
Full throttle
Full paddle push
Sambhalke dost
We're outside