Текст и перевод песни 4Keus - Plus rien

Plus rien

Eh, j′m'en bats les couilles où vous avez grandi. Ici c′est mon quartier.
J'ai toujours fait manger les gens et ça sera toujours comme ça.
Les grosses voitures, les belles meufs, les belles sappes, c'est toujours moi qui les aie eues.
C′est pas pour rien qu′on m'appelle l′ancien

Nouveau, nouveau riche, ça y est tu t'es fait un name
Nouveau délire, nouvelle équipe, t′es rentré dans l'game
Bien entouré, que des gorilles qui peuvent bang bang
Que du champagne à la ble-ta, fuck la Heineken
T′as le power (alléluia)
Ça y est t'as le power (alléluia)
Rien qu'tu changes de gova
Maintenant qu′y′a les dollars
T'as le talent, t′es respecté comme Biggie sur New York
Tous les soirs tu prends les chambres, les bitches kiffent, t'es bouillant

Eh, la rue c′est éphémère
Tu brasses, tu crèves et on t'enterre
Faut faire son trou dans les endroits où on n′y voit pas clair
Tu deales, tu braques, tu voles, tu bé-tom et tu fais ta peine
Tu ressors rien dans les poches à part le numéro, gros, du collègue
Et tu l'appelles, t'es trop déter′, tu veux t′refaire à 100%
Et ça depuis longtemps, du sang gros sur les dents
Une paire de gants, et tout le monde à plat ventre
Tu rêves de coupures d'sang
Coffrer un maximum avant qu′la clochette sonne
Car chacun fait son temps, bang

Argent, 'teille, meufs (t′avais tout c'que tu veux)
Moto, gamos allemand (t′avais tout c'que tu veux)
Le pouvoir, les armes (t'avais tout c′que tu veux)
Manger dans tous les plavans (t′avais tout c'que tu veux)
Argent, ′teille, meufs (t'avais tout c′que tu veux)
Moto, gamos allemand (t'avais tout c′que tu veux)
Le pouvoir, les armes (t'avais tout c'que tu veux)
Manger dans tous les plavans (t′avais tout c′que tu veux)

Sur tous les rrains-té, il pose ses conditions
S'en bat les couilles des gros tiniés
En sursis mais il continue
Plus d′argent qu't′as pu [???]
Il envoie des gros véhicules
Au bled via des conteneurs
Madame la juge s'est contenue
Mais il envoie quand même [???]

Tu perds la tête, les 400 pas tu fais
Étonné du nombre qu′la juge a dit
Tu pensas t'étouffer
Peine à deux chiffres purgée qu'à moitié
Tu r′ssors les pupilles noires
A pris ta place, les p′tits ont grandi
Donc dans l'alcool tu t′y noies

Rien à foutre du regard des gens
Fait manger la mille-fa, fuck tous ceux qui t'ont négligé
Si jamais tu brasses, des ennemis viendront forcément
Prépare la patate, après qu′t'auras tous les allumer
Ton poto va t′trahir, te donner, c'est pas qu'une légende
Trop naïf, tu pensais pas qu′tout ça pouvait arriver
Surveille tes arrières car l′coup fatal viendra par devant
Le cœur noir, tête brûlée, sentiments remplis d'sales idées

Argent, ′teille, meufs (t'avais tout c′que tu veux)
Moto, gamos allemand (t'avais tout c′que tu veux)
Le pouvoir, les armes (t'avais tout c'que tu veux)
Manger dans tous les plavans (t′avais tout c′que tu veux)
Argent, 'teille, meufs (t′avais tout c'que tu veux)
Moto, gamos allemand (t′avais tout c'que tu veux)
Le pouvoir, les armes (t′avais tout c'que tu veux)
Manger dans tous les plavans (t'avais tout c′que tu veux)

Argent, ′teille, meufs
Gamos allemand
Pouvoir, des armes
Maintenant t'as plus rien
Argent, ′teille, meufs
Gamos allemand
Pouvoir, des armes
Maintenant t'as plus rien
Argent, ′teille, meufs
Gamos allemand
Pouvoir, des armes
Maintenant t'as plus rien
Argent, ′teille, meufs (argent, 'teille, meufs)
Gamos allemand (gamos allemand)
Pouvoir, des armes
Maintenant t'as plus rien
Maintenant t′as plus rien
Maintenant t′as plus rien

Nothing Left

Eh, I don't give a damn where you grew up. This is my hood.
I've always put food on the table for people and it'll always be that way.
The big cars, the beautiful girls, the fine clothes, I was always the one who got them.
There's a reason they call me the OG.

New money, new money, that's right, you made a name for yourself.
New craze, new crew, you entered the game.
Well surrounded, only gorillas who can bang bang.
Only champagne at the ble-ta, fuck Heineken.
You got the power (hallelujah)
That's it, you got the power (hallelujah)
As soon as you change government
Now that there are dollars
You've got the talent, you're respected like Biggie in New York.
Every night you take the rooms, the bitches love it, you're hot.

Eh, the streets are ephemeral.
You hustle, you die, and we bury you.
You gotta make your way in places where you can't see clearly.
You deal, you rob, you steal, you do your time.
You come out with nothing in your pockets but your buddy's number, man.
And you call him, you're too determined, you want to get back on your feet 100%.
And that's been going on for a long time, blood, man, on the teeth.
A pair of gloves, and everyone's flat on their stomach.
You dream of bloody cuts.
Lock up as many as possible before the bell rings.
Because everyone does their time, bang.

Money, bottles, girls (you had everything you wanted)
Motorcycles, German cars (you had everything you wanted)
Power, guns (you had everything you wanted)
Eating in every restaurant (you had everything you wanted)
Money, bottles, girls (you had everything you wanted)
Motorcycles, German cars (you had everything you wanted)
Power, guns (you had everything you wanted)
Eating in every restaurant (you had everything you wanted)

On every ground, he sets his conditions
Doesn't give a damn about the big shots
On probation but he continues
More money than you could [???]
He sends big vehicles
To the bled via containers
Madam judge restrained herself
But he still sends [???]

You lose your mind, you pace
Astonished by the number the judge said
You thought you were going to choke
Double-digit sentence only half served
You get out with dark pupils
Took your place, the little ones grew up
So you drown yourself in alcohol

Don't give a damn about people's looks
Fed the fam, fuck all those who neglected you
If you ever hustle, enemies will inevitably come
Get the gun ready, after you light them all up
Your buddy's gonna betray you, snitch on you, it's not just a legend
Too naive, you didn't think all this could happen
Watch your back because the fatal blow will come from the front
Black heart, hothead, feelings filled with bad ideas

Money, bottles, girls (you had everything you wanted)
Motorcycles, German cars (you had everything you wanted)
Power, guns (you had everything you wanted)
Eating in every restaurant (you had everything you wanted)
Money, bottles, girls (you had everything you wanted)
Motorcycles, German cars (you had everything you wanted)
Power, guns (you had everything you wanted)
Eating in every restaurant (you had everything you wanted)

Money, bottles, girls
German cars
Power, guns
Now you have nothing left
Money, bottles, girls
German cars
Power, guns
Now you have nothing left
Money, bottles, girls
German cars
Power, guns
Now you have nothing left
Money, bottles, girls (money, bottles, girls)
German cars (German cars)
Power, guns
Now you have nothing left
Now you have nothing left
Now you have nothing left