Текст и перевод песни Killa Fonic - De Cartier

De Cartier

Mama, mama nu mai stau s-o ard aiurea pe la bloc,
Alcool cu golanii nu mai bag ca-mi fac iar capu' zob,
24 de ore ca un titan dupa bani pan' ma coc,
Nu ma, nu ma asocia cu orice bagabont ca-l ingrop.
Nu ma, nu ma asocia fato,
Cu orice golaneala fumata,
De la mama am clasa si am staif fato,
Strada imi face gura spurcata,
Da nu-s cocalar si n-am harfe babe,
Da nici rafinat clisee s'il vous plait,
Sunt un pusti curat patat pe cazier,
Artist de strada lord de cartier,
Pe bancheta din spate babe,
Pe bancheta din spate babe,
O s-o facem hoh! daca vrei,
Poti sa mai vii cu inca 3,
Faceti fata la baietei,
Da' oare faceti fata la lupi si lei,
Un pic razna babe ca-i fac mari si grei,
Da-s baiat de treaba lord de cartier.
Si cand e soare stai in masina ca un trantor,
Fumam ca toba de la dric si mergem lin yo,
Daca esti singur ia-ti o bagaboanta buna bro,
Daca esti singura ia-ti un baiat cu ce fa.

De Cartier

Mamma, mamma, I don't stay and hang out at the block anymore,
I don't drink with the thugs anymore because they'll mess up my head again,
24 hours like a Titan after money until I'm cooked,
No, no, don't associate me with any scumbag because I'll bury him.
No, no, don't associate with me, girl,
With any smoky street brawl,
I got class and style from my mother, girl,
The street makes my mouth dirty,
But I'm not a poser and I don't have tattoos, babe,
Nor am I a refined cliché, s'il vous plait,
I'm a clean boy stained on my record,
A street artist, a lord of the neighborhood,
In the back seat, babe,
In the back seat, babe,
We're gonna do it ho! if you want,
You can bring 3 more,
You can handle the boys,
But can you handle wolves and lions?
A little crazy, babe, because I make it big and heavy,
But I'm a good boy, a lord of the neighborhood.
And when it's sunny, stay in the car like a lazybones,
We smoke like the exhaust pipe of a hearse and we go easy, yo,
If you're lonely, get yourself a good hooker, bro,
If you're lonely, get yourself a boy with what you need.