Lbenj - Soso - traduction des paroles en anglais

Paroles et traduction Lbenj - Soso




Soso
Soso
Ness fel lquartier 3aych m3aya
My boy from the hood is living with me
Li b9a hrebt 3lih 7it khwafa wla 3ettaya
The rest I ran away from, 'cause they were scared or they snitched
Sahel tkdeb 3la bndam, s3ib tkdeb lmraya
It's easy to lie to a regret, hard to lie to the mirror
Kanti9 f klam skayri machi li f yeddo sellaya
I was strong with my words, not like those who are broke
3endi chi s7ab kaynessiwni fga3 l97ab 3refthom mased9ouch fuck
I have real friends, they make me forget my problems, I knew them, they didn't believe, fuck
Bkina godamhom fin ma7ennouch ah
We cried in front of them but they didn't care
Kena f yeddihom lina ma3erfouch
We were in their hands, they didn't know us
Daba derna boom f dehrna khouya masktouch
Now we're booming, bro, no one can touch us
Golo l ex dyali lgit li tebghini
Tell my ex I found someone who loves me
Golo l'cherif rani kansalli w kantrini
Tell the sheriff I'm done and I'm chilling
Golo lkhwadri ça y est lmashakil c'est fini
Tell the neighbours that the problems are over
Golo l3zrayl marb7a 7ta la bgha yddini
Tell the angel of death he won't win even if he wants to take me
Golo l3douya no stopi ma ymkench
Tell the bad vibes to stop, it's not possible
9adi hak lflouss 3la s7abi ma te7kemch
I'm gonna spend money on my friends, you can't control me
F soghri n3ast bzaf, kan lwe9t ma kanch serf
I used to worry a lot, time wasn't on my side
Daba tar n3as, kan7e9e9 ma kan7lemch
Now I'm sleeping, I don't dream anymore
Golo l'bitch a wakha drahem ba9i 7a9ed
Tell the bitch, look, money is still piled up
A wakha ndir dbalej neb9a rajel
Even if I act silly, I'm still a man
A wakha nmout sghir, mezzikti teb9a dima
Even if I die young, my music will stay forever
Kolna dem w l7em wana ba9li ta3 sima
We're all flesh and blood, and I still have my pride
Ri7t l'mout chemmitha solo wast l'block
I smelled the scent of death alone in the middle of the block
Ghare9 wast drogues, dellali chno ndir drok
Drowning in drugs, dealer, what should I do now
Nmout f tri9 l3a9a kho, ga3 ma kayn lprof
Dying on the path of suffering, bro, there's no future
F denya kayn jouj li ki7a9e9 w li kaygol mebrouk
In this world there are two kinds: the one who struggles and the one who says congrats
Koulchi kaytrejel 9bel l'montif,
Everything is shaking before the boss
Kadir l'montif nsa w rjal kolchi kidiro zif
Doing the boss forgets, men are all doing the same thing
L'bitch ta3 chta machi l'bitch ta3 saif
The winter bitch is not the summer bitch
Wakha kolhom keddabat b7al jbal rif
Even though they're all liars like the Rif mountains
Sa7bi kona fou9ara nta ghir 7di kerrek w nsani
Bro, we were poor, you just came next to me, ate and forgot about me
La hderti 3la 3echrani, nbayd9ouk 3awtani
If you talk about my life, I'll remind you of your past
Sa7bi 7na wlad nas 7it mellina lmachakil
Bro, we are good people because we faced problems
Moraha9a dazt kolha bin geôle o wakil
Adolescence passed between jail and the police
Tri9 westo fouroro, fkassi santoro
A road full of escapes, riding a Santana
Kolchi kibghi l7ennana mrebbi lkebda 3la motoro
Everyone wants affection, raised with a liver on a motorbike
MC ma yherres 7ta baida b7al skat b7al dwa
The MC doesn't care, even white like a skateboard, like drugs
Bitch ma tem3i f ta 9elwa la kan jame3na l7wa
Bitch, don't you dare try sweets if we share the good stuff
Kolchi kaygarred f Lbenj tgol kanikhom bla mankhelles
Everyone's undressing in front of Lbenj as if they're fucking without paying
F rap ketro l9owada, chwya rjal bla mankhellet
In rap there are a lot of strong ones, few men without paying
Tlgani fog T-Maxi dima mbelleg ga3 ma msowe9
You find me on top of a T-Max, always wet, not even washed
Fel belya kayn lfer9 bin dyalk w bin mdowe9
In mischief, there's a difference between yours and what I experienced
Dert boom w bla mankhellet, bsif nti9 frassi
I boomed without paying, I trusted my luck in the summer
Dédicace l'ga3 li 7egrouni fel passé
Dedication to all those who wronged me in the past
Rde3na rojoula machi 7lib sachet
We came back as men, not like a bag of weed
9bel ma nched l'micro b7al kanched l'cachet
Before I held the mic like I held the cachet
F9est drari b 7atta, w nta akhoya hazzak gha biatch
I buried my problems in the ground, and you, my brother, you're just a bitch
Jouj rejli f lard, karamti f les nuages
My two feet are on the ground, my dignity is in the clouds
Kan9edro li kayt3amel salina zman lknyat
We can control those who treat us with salt, times of nicknames
Kayn li n9i f3a9lo, wkayn li 7wayjo b7al lbnyat
There are those who have a clean mind, and there are those whose actions are like girls






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