Текст и перевод песни Biggie feat. Baboi - BineLe

BineLe

Nu-ncerca sa ma compari cu cineva
Sunt atat de original incat sunt copiat p-aicea
Iti faci filme bune bine cu rimele mele fine
Nu te abtine, tine caine un buchet de sticle pline, fine
Noaptea sunt calaretul fara cap la Mic
Te calc pe cap in rap cu gheata mea Nike
Nu latra, ca te tin in lesa cutu cutu
Iti dau la supt preputu'
Cum ma sug ce'i care l-au votat pe Tutu
Daca-i vorba de antitalente, evident impertinente
Toti cauta rapu' in sedimente fara sentimente
Va sare scalpu' boss, cand impusc pe Kriss Kross
Toti se vad Rick Ross, mai da-ti-va-n sloboz

Bine le bine le bine le fac
Bine le bine le bine le dau
Bine le bine le bine le
Deci sus mainile mainile mainile
Bine le bine le bine le fac
Bine le bine le bine le dau
Bine le bine le bine le

Deci sus mainile mainile mainile

Toata lumea te stie, n-ai fost niciodata baiat
Ai fost pervers cu toti si-ai fugit cand au aflat
Unde ai fugit, ti s-a racit mancarica?
Si trage fustita mai jos ca ti se vede pasarica
D-aia n-am cum sa te iau in serios
Frustrat mic de ce esti tu asa furios?
Ca nu m-am bagat niciodata in viata ta
Deci d-aia nu-nteleg, ce cauti tu-n a mea?
Ma-njurai pe internet in fiecare dimineata
Si-n final ne-am intalnit si te-ai schimbat la fata
Sau atunci nu mai aveai net gratis pe cartela
Si tot atunci am vazut ca parca purtai jartiera
Daca chiar vrei sa fii in centru atentiei
Ia locu' unui gabor in mijlocu intersectiei

Cred ca esti gelos ca atunci cand te duci la baie
Ai pula atat de mica incat te pisi pe coaie!

Bine le bine le bine le fac
Bine le bine le bine le dau
Bine le bine le bine le
Deci sus mainile mainile mainile
Bine le bine le bine le fac
Bine le bine le bine le dau
Bine le bine le bine le
Deci sus mainile mainile mainile

BineLe

Don't try to compare me to anyone
I'm so original that I'm being copied here
You make good films with my fine rhymes
Don't hold back, hold a bunch of full, fine bottles, dog
At night I'm the headless horseman at Mic
I'll step on your head in rap with my Nike cleats
Don't bark, because I'm holding you on a leash, doggy
I'll give you my foreskin to suck
How they suck the ones who voted for Tutu
If we're talking about anti-talents, obviously impertinent
Everyone is looking for rap in sediments without feelings
Your scalp will jump, boss, when I shoot at Kriss Kross
Everybody sees themselves as Rick Ross, give yourself a break

I do them well, I do them well, I do them well
I do them well, I do them well, I do them well
I do them well, I do them well, I do them well
So put your hands up, hands up, hands up
I do them well, I do them well, I do them well
I do them well, I do them well, I do them well
I do them well, I do them well, I do them well

So put your hands up, hands up, hands up

Everybody knows you, you were never a boy
You were a pervert with everyone and you ran away when they found out
Where did you run to, did your food get cold?
And pull your skirt down, your little bird is showing
That's why I can't take you seriously
Frustrated little boy, why are you so angry?
Because I've never interfered in your life
So I don't understand, what are you looking for in mine?
I cursed on the internet every morning
And finally we met and you changed your face
Or maybe you didn't have free internet on your card
And that's when I saw that you were wearing a garter
If you really want to be the center of attention
Take the place of a cop in the middle of an intersection

I think you're jealous that when you go to the bathroom
You have such a small penis that you pee on your balls!

I do them well, I do them well, I do them well
I do them well, I do them well, I do them well
I do them well, I do them well, I do them well
So put your hands up, hands up, hands up
I do them well, I do them well, I do them well
I do them well, I do them well, I do them well
I do them well, I do them well, I do them well
So put your hands up, hands up, hands up