Paroles et traduction LFERDA - Bzaf (feat. Guzman)

Bzaf (feat. Guzman)

Ouis ouais

Kayn li mebli bel ghebra, kayn li mebli bel hedra
Wa7d kaytmerre7 fel villa w lakhor wa7el gha fel kra
Kayen li mrid w 7a9ed kayn li t7ebbo men awel nedra
Kayn li dima ydir lkhir, w kayn li ma s9a 7ta chejra
Casa me9souma 3la jouj, viva lkhedra wel 7emra
Fel virage zahya bouge, supporter w t3ich lfikra
7emo f 3ayno f jouj 9ra3i, w jemmo khasso chi setla
La chefti chi maghribi ka3i 3erfo me9tou3 men zetla
Sa7bi ghedda machakil, wa9ila khasni chi regime
7ta 7na te9na fel wou3oud, w ba9i ma daro tawil
Denya sa7bi 7al w 7wal, nsaw dine w teb3o lmal
Kayn li baghi yjibha 7lal, w dak li mkelleha gha b dfal (bezzaf)
La bbak sa7bi mer7ba, zowwerli 9ett3elo re9ba
Serfo 3lina gha l3echba, jeunesse ka te7lem fel herba
Ta 7ad ma l9aha kifma kaytmenna, 3aychine f 3alam zéro m7enna
Kolchi kaynafe9 tam3ine fel jenna
Denya medrassa fiha t3elmna

Bzaf bzaf bzaf, del 7ob
Bzaf bzaf bzaf, merdo had nas
Bzaf bzaf bzaf, mounafi9in
Bzaf bzaf bzaf, bghina moka bzaf

Oh lala! drari 3aycha lbitala, dakho galo bzaf
Bzaf, dkhol sbitarat, nas kat3ani bzaf
Bzaf, klawna f kolchi w jem3o kolchi mrad had nas bzaf
Bzaf, bzaf bzaf

L3aynin kaychoufo fik bzaf, moukat ghaydouro bik bzaf
Lwa9i3 ghaybanlik zwin, ghatkber f l'age ghaychokik
Lblad tgher9e9 ga3 ma tsauvik, te3tik ghi cher ga3 ma tlovik
Bghina ndiro cortège safi blach tobis
Weld 7emmo yen3el chi bouliss
Eh! telgani f kwani tranquil, derna zwin ma reddoch ljamil
L'Maghrib ghi sbitar, 7ta ana fih nazil
Madi d Bizanta tal Brazzaville, men Acima k3ayba 7tal la ville
Gha nhebto nriglo chi machakil, kan7ell 3ayni ghir 3la kawarit
Cadavre w metracé tabachir
Lfilm 3ad bda w kays7abhom sala
Ljotta ra wa9fa wel 39el n'est pas là
Sghir sawti mbelbel 3imara, rap 3emroh lbrahech w chemkara
F 7ouma semmawha l'Merrara, chitan ja tal 7daya w gara
L7esla m9awda m3akom f had l9arra
Ljamhour 3askari finma mchina lbelbala (oh lala!)
B 3ya9tek zman yekhrej fik toul
Bach ydiro l3a9a hazzin gin tonic
Wellaw wakha twal ma yt9adoch l'épaule
Lgawha sahla, ma daroch l'effort
L'piraterie ba9a masalatch, l3echrani li n9ardat à l'époque
Sghir w sba3i cheddo jawanat, mellit decor 7ta cassit l'école

Bzaf bzaf bzaf, del 7ob
Bzaf bzaf bzaf, merdo had nas
Bzaf bzaf bzaf, mounafi9in
Bzaf bzaf bzaf, bghina moka bzaf

Oh lala! drari 3aycha lbitala, dakho galo bzaf
Bzaf, dkhol sbitarat, nas kat3ani bzaf
Bzaf, klawna f kolchi w jem3o kolchi mrad had nas bzaf
Bzaf, bzaf bzaf

Bzaf bzaf, bzaf bzaf
Bzaf bzaf, bzaf bzaf
Bghina mouka bzaf

Bzaf (feat. Guzman)

Yes, yes

There are those furnished with gravel, there are those furnished with talk
One has fun in the villa and the other is stuck in the hood
There are those who are sick and bedridden, there are those who fall in love at first sight
There are those who always do good, and there are those who haven't even planted a tree
A house built for two, long live the green and the red
In the bend, a beautiful movement, supporter, and living the idea
Red in his eyes, two bottles, and his body needs some weed
If you see any Moroccan, know that he's cut off from weed
My friend, tomorrow's problems, maybe I need some regime
Even we believed in promises, and the rest didn't do much
The world, my friend, is turning and turning, we forgot religion and worship money
There are those who want to bring it in halal, and those who bring it only with children (a lot)
If your father is a good man, show me how he raised you
Life is strange for us, youth dreaming of escape
No one finds it as they wish, living in a world with zero humanity
Everyone is hypocritical, greedy for heaven
The world is a school where we learn

A lot, a lot, a lot, of love
A lot, a lot, a lot, these people are sick
A lot, a lot, a lot, hypocrites
A lot, a lot, a lot, we want a lot of weed

Oh lala! Young people living the hardship, they say a lot
A lot, entering hospitals, people bother me a lot
A lot, they eat everything and hoard everything, these people are sick, a lot
A lot, a lot, a lot

Eyes are watching you a lot, troubles will surround you a lot
Reality will seem beautiful to you, you'll grow old, it will make you suffer
The country is sinking and won't save you, it will only give you evil and won't find you
We want to make a procession without a bus
A hot-blooded kid is looking for a policeman
Eh! Leave me in my corner, calm, we're good, don't be ungrateful
Morocco is just a hospital, even I am admitted
From Bizanta to Brazzaville, from Acima, a bad atmosphere in the whole city
I only want to fix some problems, I only have my eyes on the cash
Corpse and traced chalk
The film has just begun and they've finished their lines
The game is over and the mind is not there
Little voice ringing in the building, rap has always been alone and intoxicating
In a neighborhood called Merrara, the devil came to the party and stayed
The problem is stuck with you in this land
The audience is an army wherever we go, the chaos (oh lala!)
Your scream will eventually come out long
To have fun, they drink gin and tonic
Now they're tall and don't eat shoulder
Coffee is easy, they didn't make the effort
Piracy is no longer relevant, those who suffered in the past
Small and my friends held grudges, I got tired of decor until I dropped out of school

A lot, a lot, a lot, of love
A lot, a lot, a lot, these people are sick
A lot, a lot, a lot, hypocrites
A lot, a lot, a lot, we want a lot of weed

Oh lala! Young people living the hardship, they say a lot
A lot, entering hospitals, people bother me a lot
A lot, they eat everything and hoard everything, these people are sick, a lot
A lot, a lot, a lot

A lot, a lot, a lot, a lot
A lot, a lot, a lot, a lot
We want a lot of weed