Текст и перевод песни Kombo feat. Salt Baby - WEIGHT (feat. Salt Baby)

WEIGHT (feat. Salt Baby)

Sa kap pase m′tande
Gen neg tonbe
M'poko rive laria blanch
Anndan machin mwen gen yon fanm blach.
Yon bag nan menl
Epi li di fuck my BM
Michin mwen kondi
A li se BM

Quand tu perds tu connais ton sort
Ma vie est un sport
Je dois tout niquer j′m'en fou de ton score
Defier mon record
Tomber amoureuse elle veut un ballon d'or
Dans un château-fort
Entre nous il y′a jamais eu désaccord
On désire le confort

Lavi′m yon spo vin jwe ladann
Telman li dous tankou bout kann
Sil vin lakay la m'fel ret tann
M′fel ret tann
M'beswen on plan, on va-agra
Pou ban mwen bann, anvanm antre
Nan mitan janm
Sanm pa depanse oukenn lajan

On fait çe qu′on peut fait pas de soucie
Le succès amène la jalousie
Nous évoluons avec stratégie
Poésie mon arme mon fusil
Les ennemis pleurent quand je réussis
Pas de division je réunis
Compter l'argent la nuit insomnie
La vie d′esclave sera abolie

Map reyisi kanmanm but lot neg yo pap sis
Konnen yo trayim paske yo tout ta vle diss mwen
Pifo nan neg sa yo konnen yo sot ke malis
Anpil nan neg yo gen pil non yo ki nan lis

A quoi bon vivre sans espérer
Devenir meilleur c'est tout donner
Inspiré pour changer la société
Salt baby et kombo sous-estimés
On bosse tout les jours comme des sans-papiers
Deux males dominant disciplinés
Tu pourras jamais nous limiter
J'attaque ce beat je suis défoncé

San estime m′pa limite
Tout kote′m pase m'fe moun tonbe
Mande madanm ou li vle fon goute
M′ta kitel
Manze pa kad mwen so chak jou m'rechtel
Pa pale avem so bitch m′meprizel
Paka cherem
Paske nan poch mwen m'chajak lajan
E ni m′pa bay bouzen okenn bon jan

Quand je level up ils analysent
Les jaloux traversent des crises
Je prophétise comme à l'église
Mes pensées deviennent significatives
Qui veut défier le roi
Dans mon royaume tu connaitras ma voix
Comme un pitbull qui fait peur aux chihuahuas
Je fais des ravages sur ce rythme j'aboie

WEIGHT (feat. Salt Baby)

I'm walking on my stage
If a n**ga falls
I get the white bitch
In my car, I got a black woman
A bag in my hand
And she's like fuck my baby
I'm driving my car
And she's my baby

When you lose, you know your fate
My life is a sport
I have to fuck everything, I don't care about your score
Challenge my record
Falling in love, she wants a golden ball
In a castle
Between us, there has never been a disagreement
We want comfort

My life is a sport, come and play
So sweet like sugar cane
If he comes home, I'm gonna make him wait
I'm going to make him wait
I need a plan, a va-agra
To give me a boner before I go in
In the middle of her thighs
I don't seem to spend any money

We do what we can, don't worry
Success brings jealousy
We evolve with strategy
Poetry my weapon my gun
Enemies cry when I succeed
No division, I unite
Counting money at night, insomnia
The life of a slave will be abolished

I'm succeeding like all the other n**gas don't witness
Knowing they're snitching because all they want is to diss me
These n**gas are stupid, they know how to be cunning
A lot of these n**gas, got bitches, their names are on the list

What's the point of living without hope
To become better is to give your all
Inspired to change society
Salt baby and kombo underestimated
We work every day like undocumented workers
Two bosses, dominant, disciplined
You can never limit me
I attack this beat, I am stoned

Without esteem, I am not limited
Everywhere I go, I make people fall
Ask your wife if she wants to taste the booty
I'll kill it
Don't eat my cards, I'm fresh every day
Don't talk to me like a bitch, I'm contemptuous
Don't cry
Because in my pocket I'm loading the money
And I don't give a damn, no way

When I level up they analyze
The jealous are crossing crises
I prophesy like at church
My thoughts become meaningful
Who wants to challenge the king
In my kingdom you will know my voice
Like a pitbull that scares chihuahuas
I'm ravaging this rhythm, I'm barking