Текст и перевод песни Leo Boys - Sylhety

Sylhety

Shingho jaagaile sutaidibo Tel
Fanja ta dia shukai dimu fel
Ghoro boiya kene bonre khabib
Tor miss call ta dekhlam
Aar korlam unseen
Falturi dhoobbaaji
Ar shobi rapper
Label ee fraudbaaji kore rapper
Cable oo tukaile ek hi rapper
Amar naam ta dubaile
My shots will fire
Koisle ni asle nu
Freestyle oo king
Hawre te maatle
Tui bonte nai king
Nara lagaire
But not in the scene
Tor naam ta dubaibo
Tor chutia team
Ami hoilam trippy don
Fuki bong I'm a bong
Kene koro mara mari
Shoja shoji maathe chol
Fashe bol
Mari goal
Horibol shobi bol
Khailam je habudubu
Toh faashe aase bondhu shob
Akela cholite guru
Hote lagbe Boro balls
Olite golite Amar Kotha chole
Heavy boss
Tadak padak sadak
Breakdown heavy bars
Shongeeter aasshore boshe
Keno rakho bhhari Mon
Ekla tui chol
Amar Ase re bondho
Tor ego kharap abar
Faite na shonku
Torar dimak kharap
Torar nai kunu bostu
Hoi dike Dekho now
He Got a gun
Stepping aside
And I tell you run
Shongeet or ashore
Kori prosthan
Bahana tukaire ke
Tommy Chong
Maal ta toh fuk
With a secular bong
Ekta ee binoti bodli de
Shongoti
Ek loge kaam korle
Hoibo je
Unnoti
Aaajkal je market ee
Cholchena fultushi
Ek puria packet ee
Tumi je khub Khushi

Shada khata laal kolom
Amar kaseh baal chiroh
Mic oo aaya paw suiyoh
Ekla hoilam aami doisho
Pasat dhuka tor free show
Urai tore tui free throw
Tara koeh bhai free toh
Khelram aami onno
League oo mathar upre tal amar
Chirte kita baal bekar
Dekhi lisi ja dekhar
Feki diso ja fekar
Mic oo ita halar hala
Mukho laga tala
Ita koto tih penis
Jeh khayya ghumai thake nalat
Tara koeh tui thami ja
Tu je jaire bohot joldi
Tui korih la job
Nai la lagto nai holdi
Aami koih beta
Tui gun aaya osti
Joto rapper marsi
Aami banai dimu bosti
Lagbo grohon
Torar bhangbo kolam
Tora hoibe je gayab
Aar khaibe shorom
Chuibe charan
Torar lagbo gorom
Amar ghonta bhi aai jai
Tui dubia giya mor
Hoibo torar kita
Jokhon change hoibo scene
Follow judo koros
Then you'll know what i mean
Amar dil oo nai jo darad
Aami bhabi aami bheem
Poreh na ja farok
Loge aase amar team
Jolih jai jhaath
Kintu aami thaki chup
Kora rap amar kaaj
Ita koria pai shukh
Pua aami Sylheti
Aar fula thakeh buk
Duwa aase upar alar
Bhora thake mukh
Polo ar laban er je
Dui seleh khele
Jokhon triplet leh
Nachiya othe pura desh ee
Khobor hoibe heshe
Torar lagi jibo May Day
Tora kaapi jibe stage ee
Aami darail dekho gate ehh
Poisha failo dekho
Baindor oo nachbo
Tui rap or namoh
Giyah jeh tv ith oo hagsot
Tor mukh dikhiya
Lagsil tui hoibe jeh bainchot
Kita tui OG
Tui ulta paw bhagsot

Sylhety

I'll wake up in the morning and smoke a tel
I'll put the fan on and let it fall
I'll go home and eat something good
I saw your missed call
And I marked it unseen
You're a fake rapper
And all the other rappers
The label is a fraud and they're rappers
They're all just one rapper
My name is in Dubai
My shots will fire
Don't come near me, girl
I'm the king of freestyle
I'm the king of the air
You're not the king
You're shouting your name
But you're not in the scene
I'll drown your name
You're a shitty team
I'm a trippy don
I'm a bong
Why are you fighting
Be honest and straightforward
Speak the truth
I'm scoring the goal
Tell the truth about everything
I ate all the food
So all my friends are coming to the party
I'm going solo
I'll need big balls to do it
My words travel in the streets and in the lanes
I'm the boss
I'm the one and only
Breaking down these heavy bars
Sitting on the shore of music
Why are you keeping your heart heavy
You're going alone
I'm coming, girl
You have bad ego again
Don't listen to the rumors
Your brain is messed up
You don't have anything
Look at this side now
He got a gun
Stepping aside
And I'm telling you to run
Music and the shore
I'm leaving
Who are you trying to fool
Tommy Chong
The stuff is smoking
With a secular bong
Just one request, change this
Harmony
If you work together
You'll see
Progress
This market is currently
Full of fools
One packet is all you need
You're going to be happy

White paper red pen
I have hair oil
Mic is coming with me to the party
I'm going alone
Your free show is going to be a hit
You're going to be free, girl
They are saying it's free
I'm playing a different game
League is above my head
Cutting hair is useless
Look at what you have to see
Throw away what you have to throw away
The mic is so smooth
My face is stuck
There are so many penises
Who eat and sleep in the gutter
They're asking you to stop
You're going so fast
You're doing the job
It doesn't seem like you need turmeric
I'm a son
You're a gun, you're a weapon
You're killing all the rappers
I'll make a settlement
I'm going to be captured
Your pen is going to be broken
You're going to disappear
And you'll be ashamed to eat
You'll be licking my feet
You're going to get hot
My hour is coming
You're going to be drowned in grief
You're going to be a fool
When the scene changes
Follow and join
Then you'll know what I mean
My heart is not afraid
I think I'm Bheem
Don't go too far
My team is coming
We're going to be going fast
But I'm staying quiet
My job is to make rap
I get happiness from doing this
I'm Sylheti
And my heart is blooming
Blessings are coming from above
My mouth is full
Polo and laban are the two things that are
Playing in the two ears
When the triplet is there
The whole country is dancing
The news will be full of laughter
I'll live for you on May Day
You'll be scared on stage
Look at me, I'm scary
Look at all the money I've lost
You'll be dancing to the band
You're a rap god
You're going to be on TV
I'm looking at your face
You're going to be a fool
You're an OG
You're running backwards