Текст и перевод песни b.u.g. mafia - Cuvinte grele (feat. Puya, Luchian, Maximilian, Pacha Man & ViLLy)

Cuvinte grele (feat. Puya, Luchian, Maximilian, Pacha Man & ViLLy)

I: (Tatae)
Nu, fac, banii cat fac anii,
Am demonstrat in totdeauna pentru totdeauna,
Ii tot ce-i sigur,
Cu motivu numaru unu sa iti rup capatana,
Am adunat, spuma, ca sa produc suma,
Dau tratament cu bass pentru timpanu tau,
Pentru suflet sti ca cel mai bun e tot cuvantu meu,
Mai greu decat croseul lu' Greu',
La mine nu functioneaza regula cu apogeu',
Bag *** in tot, pun industria pe stoc,
Nu e loc, nici n-a fost pentru cale de mijloc,
Baietii de cartier baga boala in fraieri,
Poezia in smecheri, si cuvinte grele-n creer,
Asta nu e pentru tocurile de pe la TV,
Comisia de cenzura nu vrea versurile mele,
Zic ***, (mai zi-le o data), ***,
Si ii las pe baieti la microfon sa le traga si ei la.
II: (Puya)
***, ca nimic nu creeaza mai mult stres,
Nimic nu mai pe fatza ca limbajul meu pervers,
Fac vers, dupa vers, dar tot nu realiz,
Nu te concentrezi, ma faci sa ma enervez,
Reactionez ca un nebun,
Cand comentezi inainte sa asculti ce spun,
Ar trebui sa sti deja, inainte sa dai de belea,
Ca nu imi plac fraierii ca tine,
Cat de vulagara e muzica mea,
Nu-i treaba ta, ai grija, baga la cap mai bine,
Nu m-am apucat de cantat ca n-aveam bani
Nici nu credeam c-o sa traiesc din asta acum 6 ani,
Dar strada mi-a aratat cum sta treaba,
De asta o tin mereu sami suga *** garda,
Simt doar placere cand publicu' mai cere,
Si ii lovesc cu alte cuvinte grele.
Hip-hop adevarat, dam,
Pentru cei care asteapta,
Hip-hop adevarat, dam,
De peste tot inc-o data.
Luchian la microfon, trimite *** langa mine
Sunt sigur ca asa o sa ma vezi si tu mai bine
Hip-hop, cuvinte grele zi si tu
Esti fericit eu multumit, sa vad ca se ruleaza banu'
Nu ma joc cu sentimetru' pe care-l pun in treaba
Linistit ma ridic si lovesc fara graba,
Nu mai stau ma retrag ca au aparut de dupa colt,
Sase gabori, doua dube, opt roti,
(Uzzi)
Va *** in gura pe toti
De peste tot la un loc sintem,
Asa pe fatza cum tu nu ai vazut vreodata
Vorbiti, discutati, analizati, comentati, socanti, stresanti
De fenomenul hip-hop
Baieti de prin cartiere in stare sa te *** in gura,
In fiecare zi, la orice pas la orice ora
Am jurat sa fiu pe viata-n treaba asta s-am sa fiu
Indiferent de vremuri si dusmanii care stiu
Ca n-au cum sa ne faca in nimic niciodata
Vorbim despre strada, direct din strada, pentru strada
(Tatae)
Pentru fratii din parnaie si tovarasii din tara
(Uzzi)
Baietii din Pantelimon, si cei plecati afara, la ciordeala,
Gie! Pentru bani stii bine,
Pentru bani suntem aici si-o sa-i luam de la tine,
Nord, sud, vest, est,
Respect pentru fratii mei, nimic in rest
Nam incedere in nimeni c-asa-i bine,
N-ai incredere in nimeni, care n-are incredere in tine,
Crede-ma, mereu se vede ca lumea e falsa
Din 10 indivizi, noua rad crispat, tirfa pleaca casa,
Lumea-i falsa, viata-i t***, tu ce *** mea te bagi?
Sunt prea obosit sa mor cand te faci ceva,
Eu si garda ca-n prima zi, daca tot, confiscam non stop
Case de hip-hop vor si MC,
Ii astept, sunt implicat direct
Pentru toti care o fac real pan' la final respect,
Restul muzicii in mare parte m****s pe,
Mai bine delicvent la cinspe ani, decat t***a la paispe',
Parca n-ai stii, la cine ma refer,
Un strain in casa ta, da-l afara, ***
Spui ca nu-ti plac banii, nu te cred
Nu faci nimic cu anii si ma-ntreb
(Caddy)
De ce te uiti de parca ti-am furat ceva,
Daca tot uiti asa mai bine ti-as fura,
Daca nu eram aici acum, eram la tine acasa,
Luam totul si plecam, asa ca lasa, lasa,
Am clasa, am darul sa-ti explic de cartier,
(Tatae)
PTM e numele, il ridic pana la cer
(Caddy)
Degeaba le spui la toti sa nu asculte hip-hop
Asta e realitatea, baga bine la cap
Mai bine sa faca rime, decat sa faca crime,
Mai bine sa ia banu', dacat sa pierda anu'
Am baietii din parnaie, care stiu exact cum e,
Am baietii mei toti, care stiu exact de ce.
Au fost multe de vazut si mai multe de facut,
Viata mea e abia la inceput
Deci nu mai fi carnat, deghizat in c***,
Lasa lumea sa asculte hip-hop adevarat.
Refren:.
La microfon Pacha Man de la Timisoara,
Gata sa vorbeasca pentru toata tara,
Banii sunt motivul pentru care noi doi,
Versuri de la inima, despre ce facem noi,
Si nimeni, niciodata n-o sa poata sa ne desparta,
E anu' 2000 si toata lumea poate sa vada,
Baietii de pe strada sunt din nou in fata ta,
Tataee, Caddy, Uzzi si Pacha Man.
Refren:.

Heavy Words (feat. Puya, Luchian, Maximilian, Pacha Man & ViLLy)

I: (Tatae)
Nah, I make money like the years pass by,
Always proved it, forever and a day,
It's all that's certain,
With reason number one to crack your skull open,
I gathered the foam, to produce the sum,
Giving your eardrums a treatment with bass,
For the soul you know, my words are still the best,
Heavier than Greu's hook,
The rule of climax doesn't work with me,
I don't give a damn about anything, I put the industry on hold,
There's no room, nor has there ever been for the middle way,
The neighborhood boys put the disease in suckers,
Poetry in the slick ones, and heavy words in the brain,
This ain't for the high heels on TV,
The censorship commission doesn't want my verses,
I say "fuck", (say it again), "fuck",
And I leave the boys at the microphone to pull it on them too.
II: (Puya)
Fuck it, 'cause nothing creates more stress,
Nothing shows on my face like my perverse language,
I make verse, after verse, but you still don't realize,
You're not focusing, you're making me angry,
I react like a madman,
When you comment before you listen to what I say,
You should already know, before you get in trouble,
That I don't like suckers like you,
How vulgar my music is,
It's none of your business, be careful, get it in your head,
I didn't start singing because I was broke,
I didn't even think I'd make a living from this 6 years ago,
But the streets showed me how it is,
That's why I always keep it real, suck my dick,
I only feel pleasure when the audience asks for more,
And I hit them with other heavy words.
Real hip-hop, we give,
For those who are waiting,
Real hip-hop, we give,
From everywhere once again.
Luchian at the microphone, sending you to hell next to me
I'm sure that's how you'll see me better too
Hip-hop, heavy words, say it too
You're happy, I'm satisfied, to see the money rolling in
I don't play with the centimeter I put in the work
Calmly I rise and strike without haste,
I don't stay, I retreat because they appeared from around the corner,
Six cops, two vans, eight wheels,
(Uzzi)
Fuck you all in the mouth
From everywhere we are here together,
Right in your face like you've never seen before
You talk, discuss, analyze, comment, shocking, stressful
About the hip-hop phenomenon
Guys from the neighborhoods ready to fuck you in the mouth,
Every day, at every step, at any hour
I swore to be in this for life and I will be
Regardless of times and enemies who know
That they can't do anything to us ever
We talk about the street, directly from the street, for the street
(Tatae)
For the brothers in jail and comrades in the country
(Uzzi)
The boys from Pantelimon, and those who went abroad, to steal,
Yo! For money you know well,
For money we are here and we will take it from you,
North, south, west, east,
Respect for my brothers, nothing else
I don't trust anyone because that's how it should be,
Don't trust anyone who doesn't trust you,
Believe me, it always shows that the world is fake
Out of 10 individuals, nine laugh nervously, the bitch leaves home,
The world is fake, life is a bitch, why the fuck are you getting involved?
I'm too tired to die when you pretend to be something,
Me and the crew like on the first day, if anything, we confiscate non-stop
Hip-hop houses want MCs too,
I'm waiting for them, I'm directly involved
Respect for all who do it real till the end,
The rest of the music for the most part sucks,
Better a delinquent at fifteen, than a whore at fourteen,
As if you didn't know who I'm referring to,
A stranger in your house, kick him out, damn it
You say you don't like money, I don't believe you
You do nothing with the years and I wonder
(Caddy)
Why are you looking like I stole something from you,
If you forget like that, I'd rather steal from you,
If I wasn't here now, I'd be at your house,
Taking everything and leaving, so let it go, let it go,
I have class, I have the gift to explain the neighborhood to you,
(Tatae)
PTM is the name, I raise it to the sky
(Caddy)
It's useless to tell everyone not to listen to hip-hop
This is reality, get it in your head
Better to make rhymes, than to commit crimes,
Better to take the money, than to waste the year
I have the boys in jail, who know exactly how it is,
I have all my boys, who know exactly why.
There were many things to see and more to do,
My life is just beginning
So don't be a sausage, disguised as shit,
Let the world listen to real hip-hop.
Chorus:.
Pacha Man from Timisoara at the microphone,
Ready to speak for the whole country,
Money is the reason why we two,
Verses from the heart, about what we do,
And no one, ever will be able to separate us,
It's the year 2000 and everyone can see,
The boys from the streets are in front of you again,
Tataee, Caddy, Uzzi and Pacha Man.
Chorus:.