Текст и перевод песни F'rhyme - Biggie Haralıdır?

Biggie Haralıdır?

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Eyni flow'a xassan
Bro, avamsan
True olmasan, pul ovlamassan
Bro, asansan
Bronda kassan
Hələki yaşayışın normadadırsa, çalış ayağını poxa basma
Olacaqsan onda master
Ondan sonra onu da basdır, bunu da basdır
Bunun adı hustle
Ulu tanrım, işim-gücüm pulu tapıb pulu dağıtmaqdır
Axı budur kömək edən buluda çıxmağıma
Əvvəlcə zor idi, sonra böyüyüb oldum qudurğan cığalçı
İndi daha zordur
Ucuz həyatımın başa çatır baha sonu
Aram-aram solub
Amma ara-sıra yenə yeriyirəm qara zolaqla
Bu vidim, fasonum
Aralayıram ozonu
Pullar həmişə az, amma pulum olan vaxtım az olub
Elədiyimə qarşılıq pas ötür
Ya da get sikdir, durma yanımda götümə paz olub

Where's Biggie?

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Sticking to the same flow, girl
Bro, you're basic
If you ain't true, you ain't chasing money
Bro, you're easy
Breaking the bank, baby
While your life is still alright, try not to mess it up
Then you'll be a master
After that, bury this, bury that
This is called hustle
Oh, Lord, my job is to get money and spend it
That's what helps me rise above the clouds
At first, it was hard, then I grew up and became a mad dog
Now it's even harder
My cheap life has an expensive ending
Fading little by little
But every now and then I still walk the black stripe
This is my style, my fashion
I'm disrupting the ozone
Money is always scarce, but the time I have money is even scarcer
Pass me the ball in return for what I've done
Or get the hell out, don't be a pain in my ass