Текст и перевод песни Big Tymers - Real Talk (Outro)

Real Talk (Outro)

Birdman: What the fuck you doing, man?
Mannie Fresh: Mmm mammmamaaammm...
Birdman: Fuck, i can't believe at you
Mannie Fresh: Mamaaammmamm...
Birdman: Fuck, it's incomprehensible
Mannie Fresh: Mammmammmamaammam...
Birdman: Let me take this shit over

*Scotchtape straps over*

Mannie Fresh: OOOW!

Birdman: What the fuck are you doing?
Mannie Fresh: Nothing, i was chillin
Birdman: What?
Mannie Fresh: I was chillin
Birdman: You are a fuckin liar
Mannie Fresh: I'm chillin
Birdman: You ain't chillin
Mannie Fresh: Why not?
Birdman: You play my shit
Mannie Fresh: Huh?
Birdman: You played my shit
Mannie Fresh: No, i don't play your shit
Birdman: You are a liar
Mannie Fresh: Why?
Birdman: You played my shit
Mannie Fresh: *sighing* Yeah, i'm played my shit
Birdman: Fuck, you gotta dead right now
Mannie Fresh: Why i gotta dead?

*Gun cocking*

Birdman: Because i got a gun
Mannie Fresh: My nigga, don't kill me, man
Birdman: OK, but don't play my shits no more, alright?
Mannie Fresh: Alright
Birdman: OK, peace *gun sets over*

Birdman: Big Money Heavyweight, bitch
Mannie Fresh: Alright

*Both laughing*

Vrai Discours (Outro)

Birdman: Qu'est-ce que tu fous, mon pote ?
Mannie Fresh: Mmm mammmamaaammm...
Birdman: Putain, je ne peux pas croire que tu fasses ça
Mannie Fresh: Mamaaammmamm...
Birdman: Putain, c’est incompréhensible
Mannie Fresh: Mammmammmamaammam...
Birdman: Laisse-moi prendre le relais

*Scotchtape straps over*

Mannie Fresh: OOOW !

Birdman: Qu'est-ce que tu fais ?
Mannie Fresh: Rien, je faisais mon truc
Birdman: Quoi ?
Mannie Fresh: Je faisais mon truc
Birdman: Tu es un putain de menteur
Mannie Fresh: Je fais mon truc
Birdman: Tu ne fais pas ton truc
Mannie Fresh: Pourquoi ?
Birdman: Tu joues mes sons
Mannie Fresh: Hein ?
Birdman: Tu as joué mes sons
Mannie Fresh: Non, je ne joue pas tes sons
Birdman: Tu es un menteur
Mannie Fresh: Pourquoi ?
Birdman: Tu as joué mes sons
Mannie Fresh: *soupir* Ouais, j'ai joué mes sons
Birdman: Putain, tu dois crever maintenant
Mannie Fresh: Pourquoi je devrais crever ?

*Gun cocking*

Birdman: Parce que j'ai un flingue
Mannie Fresh: Mon pote, ne me tue pas, s'il te plaît
Birdman: Ok, mais ne joue plus mes sons, d'accord ?
Mannie Fresh: D'accord
Birdman: Ok, peace *gun sets over*

Birdman: Gros Argent Poids Lourds, salope
Mannie Fresh: D'accord

*Tous les deux rient*