Paroles et traduction Shayfeen - Aal Slama

Aal Slama

Hada l'Meghreb w kale3bo bel maghribi rap
Ra ghadi riybo rwapa m3ana, gha t3edbo f trap yeah
Howdo l3inine nezlo lwednine, jem3o sikan w les baggages
Ghir siro Shayfeen daba nit ghadi nebdaw l'braquage
Makan3erfouch de7k, makan3erfoch lmlagha
Makan3erfoch lhna f rap, w makan3erfoch sbagha
Makan3erfoch l7sed, kalo7o li ga3 ma sade9
Kanklassiw rjal w kanshootiw lbyade9
Kantel3o w kane3so f drouj ila 3endk chi jnaw7 tbe3
M3ak wa7d men dok joj li katji wlihoum katsme3
Dima kadir fiha bad boy, malek saket yakma t9adalik lmdad boy
Baghi tfoutna ghir bali, ch7al ma dwiti gha tsali
Maghadirch rbe3 li kandiro wakha tjib l'flow men Cali
Baghi blasstna gha tsowwer dak li mabin fkhadi
Daba Small ghaybda gless bellati fin ghadi

Ok Shobee
Katchofo mirikan b3ida, kandowzouha men goddamkom
Kima katchofo lmossi9a s3iba, emm ziyro snankom
Baghi te3ref chkon 7na, mnin jina
Daba nobtna, malkom ra7a
Makaynch ra7a, t9al 7roufna
Kandiro kandiro li makadiroch ntoma hadi bayna l l3ma
Kanachofokom men fo9 katchofona men te7t
Hak al 7ma.
De9a bettla, bach jay bach dayer
Makanwegfouch f ddo l7mer, makan3erfouch ki dayr
Chbe3na mchiti l rouda, rima ki lbarakouda
Bla mandir te3rif 7att mes3ouda 3el brouda
7el fommk ra lmout kaddor
La ma gadd 3la walo rje3 llor
Ghir sab7in jaboha f rasshom, la konti 3roussa ha lftour
Ah mebli b rap mketter dose
La konti men chmayt siyye9, me3rft rjal knouz
3iyto l stafet melli tchoufo chi track dyalna m7iyye7
9bel ma tesm3na gha tchem ri7t l'punchline li katiyye7
Yo, te7ti w tiyye7na menk mlayn
[?] katne9ez w nta bditi hadi 3amayn
Kolchi bayn, 7na makankedbouch
Mousi9tna li kadwi 3lina, 7naya makanhedroch
Uh, ma kayt9er9eb ghir stel khawi
La konti mrid Lah y3fou 3lik men merd tnawi
La [?] denya lfa3i ghandik lsou9
3emrk ghadir lfayda 7it ma3ndk dou9
Yo, b9a f none mafhemti walo jbed chi bloc notes
Golli kifach baghi dir l'buzz w nta kollk fausse note
Aji ngollik, wach 3aref achno kadir be3da
Rappk makaydernich f rassi kayderni 7ta fel me3da
Play pause, kandribler w kandouz
Mabaghi la Rolce Royce, 3teni gha R12
Domaine mekhnou9 w khasso venteuse
Fhemti? louz 3el slama
Sme3ti twade3 w 7iyed men menk ketret lfhama

Aal Slama

This is Morocco, and we're playing Moroccan rap
You'll get addicted to the rhythm with us, you'll get caught in the trap yeah
We'll bring our eyes down to your ears, gather your weapons and luggage
Just follow Shayfeen now, we're about to start the robbery
We don't know laughter, we don't know being gentle
We don't know respect in rap, and we don't know being calm
We don't know envy, we've told everyone who's sincere
We classify men and we shoot down the weak
We climb and we sleep in alleys, if you have any good stuff, sell it
With one of those two who come and listen to them
You always act like a bad boy, keep silent, or you'll get a beating from the bad boy
You want to pass us by, no matter how much you try, you'll fail
I won't stop the flow we're doing even if you bring the flow from Cali
You want our place, just imagine what's between my cheeks
Now Small will take the stage with the rhythm, where he's going

Ok Shobee
You see Americans from afar, we're walking right in front of you
Like you see the difficult music, well, come look at our teeth
You want to know who we are, where we came from
Now it's our turn, you have no rest
There's no rest, our words are heavy
We do what you don't do, it's clear to the world
We see you from above, you see us from below
That's the truth.
Time is ticking, where are you going, what are you doing
We don't stop at red lights, we don't know how to be careful
We're tired of you going to the garden, your rhyme is like a barracuda
Without giving you a warning, I've put my strength on the cold
Open your mouth, death is coming
If you can't handle anything, go back to your mother
Just wake up and get it in your head, if you were a bride, here's the breakfast
Ah, I'm full of rap, I'm overdosed
If you were from the tribe of Shayye9, you'd know the men of the treasures
Call the police when you see one of our tracks that's hot
Before you hear us, you'll smell the punchline that's coming down
Yo, under you and you're throwing us off, you're full of yourself
[?] you're getting close and you started this a year ago
Everything is clear, we don't lie
Our music speaks for us, we don't hide
Uh, only a scared coward comes close
If you're sick, may God forgive you for your sickness
If [?] world of chaos, I'll take you to the market
You'll never do any good because you have no taste
Yo, stay in the background, you haven't understood anything, grab a notepad
Tell me how you want to make the buzz and you're all false notes
Let me tell you, do you know what you're doing?
Your rap doesn't get in my head, it gets in my stomach
Play pause, I'm drifting and I'm wandering
I don't want a Rolls Royce, just give me a R12
Domaine is suffocating and needs a fan
Understand? Be safe!
Listen to humility and take away from yourself too much understanding