Yogie - Rookie - traduction des paroles en anglais

Paroles et traduction Yogie - Rookie




Rookie
Rookie
Chaata chaati karte rookie
You're just a rookie, a novice, talking nonsense
Lambi jhaade, bande pussy
Long hair, you're a pussy
Chal nahi paate bande 2g
You can't even walk properly, you're stuck in the past
Talli maange jadi booti
You're begging for a taste of that stuff
Me kalli jhaadu leke sookhi
I'm all alone, sweeping away the dry leaves
Tang hai saare mere pankhe
All my wings are tangled
Maange mera music
You want my music
Bandi khaata Dekisugi
You're hungry, you can't even see straight
Hum bigaade tera peace
We're gonna mess up your peace
Hum bigaade teri thoot
We're gonna mess up your plans
Jalte jaari teri booty
Your booty's burning, it's on fire
Ye bhalte vichaar
These are just empty thoughts
Bhadku toh lafde bizzare
If you talk back, you'll be met with something bizarre
Marr tu, kabar mein du gaad
You're gonna die, I'll bury you in the grave
Mere pairo pe girega saale sunke misaal
You'll fall at my feet, you'll hear the example
Mere chehre pe dekhe tu khaali khoon ke nishaan
You'll see the marks of blood on my face
Curfew mein ghumte bazaar leke do chaak
We're roaming the market under curfew, with two knives
Baje bas beat, pehna rap waala poshaak
The beat is pumping, I'm dressed in my rapper outfit
Inhe bas dhoop lagi, jaadu kare bhot hard
They're just sunburnt, I'm casting a powerful spell
Peele mera moot, aaja bharu tera lota
My pee is yellow, come on, I'll fill your bucket
Oh fuck
Oh fuck
Rakha shaukh hai nasty
I'm addicted to the nastiness
Wanna fuck the rap shit
I wanna fuck the rap game
Hota khaali backseat
The backseat is empty
Hu me banta baptist
I'm becoming a baptist
Thukta chumke, ye na porn ki acting
I spit and lick, this ain't porn acting
She be talking dirty jaise bhot ki practice
She's talking dirty like she's had a lot of practice
Offbeat rapper daale comedy captions
Offbeat rappers add comedy captions
Subhe utha me neend se, laude story pe active
I woke up from sleep, I'm active in the story of the dick
Quality wack thehre colony ke brad pitt
Quality wack, just like the Brad Pitt of the colony
Inhe 100 mile trap pe, mujhe 100 lage average
They're getting 100 miles on the trap, I get 100, but it seems average to me
Scene se faraar, perry
I'm escaping the scene, Perry
Dinge pacchas, me nahi
Fifty dings, not me
Ginn mere yaar
Count my friends
Kung fu ka baap, kenny
Kung fu master, Kenny
Gun pe jo haath, kelly
Kelly, the one who's got his hand on the gun
Drop karu gaane
I'll drop the tracks
Saare mosh waale gaane
All the moshing tracks
Lage rock aur hiphop se bhi alt waale gaane
The alternative tracks, they're inspired by rock and hip-hop
Likhe melodies se leke saare off waale gaane
I write everything, even the off-beat tracks, with melodies
Teri jealousy mein dikhe mera khauf, saare jaane
You can see my fear in your jealousy, everyone knows
Bete mauke pe chauka nahi, six
You're not hitting a six on the chance, you're just hitting a four
Hop on the mic, aata leke me diss
Hop on the mic, I'm coming with the diss
Rappers ko de baithu mental fatigue
I'm giving the rappers mental fatigue
Ghusne se pehele banata me list
I make a list before I come in
Laundo ke sarr pe nasha
The guys have drugs on their heads
Gossip hai topic aur andhe khafa
Gossip is the topic and the blind are angry
Faucet hai khulla jaa bharle ghada
The faucet is open, go fill your jug
Kal se tu baasi muh lekar khada
You've been standing here since yesterday with your stale breath
Kal toh naha
Take a shower tomorrow
Dro mera naam
Dro is my name
Yed bhagane ka mera hai kaam
I'm here to run away
Mooh mein deta tujhko tera inaam
I'm gonna give you your reward
Shot deke gaayab hai mera hisaab
I'll take a shot and disappear, that's my account
Karta saaf meri kalli toh sab bhai bolte
If I clean up my mess, everyone calls me brother
Mein itna high daalu phone ko mei flight mode pe
I'm so high, I put my phone on flight mode
Atta mein mic pe toh hai tabahi
I'm causing havoc on the mic
Rehta mein top pe jaise malai
I stay at the top, like cream
306 until I die
306 until I die
Teri bandi faile jaise chatai
Your girl is spread out like a mat
Bol mujhe siddhu, mei seedhe hu thokta
Call me Sidhu, I'm straight, I'm spitting
Woh chilati jaise karti ab opera
She's screaming like she's singing opera now
Rakhta na kis se bhi kuchbhi mei matlab
I don't care about anyone or anything
Chahiye mujhe khaali peti mei rokda
All I want is cash in my empty box
Yeh rappers salty inke mooh mei dalu mei achaar
These rappers are salty, I'll put pickles in their mouths
Vadapav mei mei daalke khau abhi caviar
I'll put caviar in my vadapav and eat it now
Iraade mere bure jaise Mojo jojo
My intentions are bad, like Mojo Jojo
Banda mein yeda direct dene aaya sabko choko
I'm here to give everyone a direct punch, I came to make everyone choke
Thukta fire jaise mario
I'm spitting fire, like Mario
Thuuu
Thuuu
Hooja mute
Go mute
Warna aake beta peele Mera moot
Or I'll come over and you'll taste my yellow pee
Jhaatu
Broom





Writer(s): Yogesh Varma


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