Текст и перевод песни Michael Magow - Na Wana

Na Wana

Leo nipo safi
Bonge shati
Black jeans chini buti
Nime nyuti, Na skuti
Na mwanangu ana bonge la Afro
Ana bonge la coat
Mazuka na amsha naingia kwa kaunta
Navuta bonge la bapa
Na hapa ukiwa hapa uta data
Oh man yule sio Grace Matata
Yeah Yeah free soul alinikamata
Oh cheki yule mtoto anakata
Uh anasema anaishi tabata
Anapendaga rasta culture
Oh mara ghafra
Naona mkono begani
Kugeuka mwanasta, mwanangu
Oh mwanangu wa dhahabu
Mwanangu kitambo
Mwanangu ah
Mwanangu Yeah

I′m ballin' i′m ballin' na wana
Na wana, wanangu kitambo
We ballin, we ballin, we ballin' (Yah)
Neega wanangu kitambo yeah
Naruka, naruka na wana (Anha)
Naruka na enjoy na wana
Na moka na washa, na sip, na ah
Na ah im sippin′ i′m smokin'
Na wana na wana

Yeah na wana, na wana
Wana, wana, wana, wana, wana
Yeah na wana, na wana
Wana, wana, wana, wana
Nipo na wana na wana na wana
Wana wana wana wana wana
Leo na wana na wana wa
Marijuana, marijuana wana wana

Yung nigga nipo high tena sana
Dodo ukilegeza nakaza kwa spanner
Nakaza kwa spanner, nachoma na wana
You know mi ni stoner inabidi kupona
Puff mbili, dodo zina mchanganya
Anapiga ma story kwa urefu na upana
Uh watu wameshona kinoma
Kama tupo Hispania, Barcelona
Nigga wanatuona kila kona
What, what

I′m ballin' i′m ballin' na wana
Na wana, wanangu kitambo
We ballin, we ballin, we ballin′ (Yah)
Nigga wanangu kitambo yeah
Naruka, naruka na wana (Anha)
Naruka na enjoy na wana
Na moka na washa, na sip, na ah
Na ah im sippin' i'm smokin′
Na wana na wana

Yeah na wana, na wana
Wana, wana, wana, wana, wana
Yeah na wana, na wana
Wana, wana, wana, wana
Nipo na wana na wana na wana
Wana wana wana wana wana
Leo na wana na wana wa
Marijuana, marijuana wana wana

And Sons

Today I am clean
Lumpy shirt
Black jeans down boots
I'm a nipple, and a scooter
And my son has an Afro lump
He has a lump of coat
Mazuka and wake up I go to the counter
I pull the flat lump
And here when you are here you will pull the data
Oh man the one is not Grace the vicious
Yeah Yeah free soul caught me
Oh check that baby cuts
UH says he lives in tabata
Loves rasta culture
Oh mara ghafra
I see a hand on the shoulder
Turning asterisk, my son
Oh my golden son
My son
My son ah
My Son Yeah

I'm ballin 'I'm ballin' and sons
And sons, my sons a while ago
We ballin, we ballin, we ballin' (Yah)
Neega my sons yeah
Jump, jump and sons (Anha)
Jump and enjoy with sons
And moka and Kindle, and sip, and ah
And ah im sippin'I'm smokin'
And sons and sons

Yeah and sons, and sons
Sons, sons, sons, sons, sons
Yeah and sons, and sons
Sons, sons, sons, sons
There are sons and sons and sons
Sons sons sons sons
Today and sons and sons
Marijuana, marijuana have sons

Yung nigga I'm high again very much
Dodo loosening nakaza with spanner
I tighten with a spanner, I burn with sons
You know mi is stoner you have to recover
Two puffs, Dodos are mixed
He beats Ma story in length and width
Uh people have sewn kinoma
If we are in Spain, Barcelona
Nigga they see us at every corner
What, what

I'm ballin 'I'm ballin' and sons
And sons, my sons a while ago
We ballin, we ballin, we ballin' (Yah)
Nigga my sons yeah
Jump, jump and sons (Anha)
Jump and enjoy with sons
And moka and Kindle, and sip, and ah
And ah im sippin'I'm smokin'
And sons and sons

Yeah and sons, and sons
Sons, sons, sons, sons, sons
Yeah and sons, and sons
Sons, sons, sons, sons
There are sons and sons and sons
Sons sons sons sons
Today and sons and sons
Marijuana, marijuana have sons