Текст и перевод песни Nirmou - La Rue

La Rue

لي ري فيها دي كاتيڨوري مرحبا بيك في 16
كورال تعراش و كوريڨرافي ترياش لا ري
فيها لحناش كاين لي عندو و لي بلاش
كاين لي قرا فيها ليوم ديبلوم خياش
و بواش راح تقابل لا ري فيها لمهبال
لا ري خرجت عيباد طلعوا لجبل دارو لقنابل
لا ري فيها كلام عسل صامت و فلفل
ارواح ذوق كلام يسكن لعروق لحمك يتنمل
ندير ڨارو نتأمل في راصي طاير لبعيد
كيفاش عباد حاكمين عيباد و داروا عباد عبيد
الراجل مات شهيد و لي قعدو قسمو لبلاد
لي هدر تخبى و لي سكت مازالو شاد
F2 F1 F makech
F beyet barra black F chef
فوق لكتاف
Des trois 4 F yersarbaw ki Lhadef
دي فيلا و دي بيسين ليموزين شكون لي شاف
Drouge dur La rue
Drouge douce La rue
Alcool la rue
Kachet w mous La rue
Break dance La rue
Beat box la rue
Hip-hop rap top non stop la rue
Drouge dur La rue
Drouge douce La rue
Alcool la rue
Kachet w mous La rue
Break dance La rue
Beat box la rue
Hip-hop rap top non stop la rue
La rue ma femme de séne cocaïne
نسيمهم شرات لتمتم بدات
أنا و ياها عشنا حكايات
رميت الماء لدار پورطون كنت معاها نبات
صرات ڨيرة في قلبي بين لا بلوند و لا ربينات لاري
تسوڨر الكافي خوها مافيا تحب الكمية وافية
على لي خدعها شافية
عالعام طافية تحب تسهر الليل يا حليل
زادت تحلاب نهار دخلت في الميل لا ري
بنت الڨليل باباها داخل لحباس
تحب تحكي عالمواس تحب الدم سبع في الكاس
تحب لي ڨروس فكاس و تموت علا لافيتاس
تحب كي دير نفاس تحب دراهم إيسباس
في القعدة توجور فراز كاس كلار و ڨروص كاس
تحب لعراس كورتاج بالزرنة فيميجان و فيلتي تراز
لباس حب يقول راها مقودة و أنتيك لا ري
تحب لا زيك خو تكره البوليتيك
Drouge dur La rue
Drouge douce La rue
Alcool la rue
Kachet w mous La rue
Break dance La rue
Beat box la rue
Hip-hop rap top non stop la rue
Drouge dur La rue
Drouge douce La rue
Alcool la rue
Kachet w mous La rue
Break dance La rue
Beat box la rue
Hip-hop rap top non stop la rue
لي ري في مخي شابة بزاف و نغير عليها
أنا هو المرض و أنا هو لي نداويها
نخاف عليها كي يطيح الليل و معاه السكات
تبات بالعياط تاع لي ڥيول و الدڨات لا ري
تحب تنوض عالفجر بالآذان لاري
تحب السهرة تاع الليل في رمضان لاري
تحب الفوت بول تحب البوكس
كارطة دومين هاك لاز و جيبلي دوص لا ري
توسخ ذراري صغار في العيد كي يكونو حطة
تبيع الغالية پلاطو صفرة تقيس البولينا و البطة
تموت عال Air max Sergio Tacchini
تتبلى صحاب الحجاب قادر صحاب الميني لا ري
C′est ma vie Cette à vie C'est le passé
C′est pas l'avenir Car l'avenir rémenassez
دوسي كلاصي تيراوه بالصبع لكبير
مام تكون عوام صعيبة لعومة فالبير
Drouge dur La rue
Drouge douce La rue
Alcool la rue
Kachet w mous La rue
Break dance La rue
Beat box la rue
Hip-hop rap top non stop la rue
Drouge dur La rue
Drouge douce La rue
Alcool la rue
Kachet w mous La rue
Break dance La rue
Beat box la rue
Hip-hop rap top non stop la rue
Lyrics BY: Tarek Tabib

The Street

Hey there, my negative category, welcome to 16
Koral of Terrach, choreography of Triach, the street
There are Lahnach, some have, some don't
Some graduated with a diploma today, bro
And beware, you will encounter those who are crazy on the street
The street has brought out people who climbed mountains and made bombs
The street has words like honey, silent and pepper
Tasteful words that soothe your soul and melt your flesh
I smoke a joint and contemplate, my mind flying away
How people rule over other people and make them slaves
The man died a martyr, and those who remained divided the land
He who spoke hid, and he who was silent is still holding on
F2 F1 F makech
F beyet barra black F chef
On the shoulders
Of the three 4 F yersarbaw ki Lhadef
The villa, the pool, the limousine, who has seen it?
Hard drugs, the street
Soft drugs, the street
Alcohol, the street
Hash and weed, the street
Breakdance, the street
Beatbox, the street
Hip-hop, rap, top, non-stop, the street
Hard drugs, the street
Soft drugs, the street
Alcohol, the street
Hash and weed, the street
Breakdance, the street
Beatbox, the street
Hip-hop, rap, top, non-stop, the street
The street, my cocaine scene wife
Their breeze bought the darkness, it started
You and I have lived stories
I threw water at the neighbor's door, I used to sleep with her
Jealousy arose in my heart, between the blonde and the rabbits of the street
She drinks coffee, her brother is a mafia, she likes a sufficient amount
She's vindictive to those who deceive her
She's off for a year, she likes to stay up all night, poor thing
She started milking more when she entered the mile, the street
The daughter of the poor, her father is in prison
She likes to talk about death, she likes blood seven in the glass
She likes money in a glass and dies for speed
She likes to breathe, she likes space money
In the session, there is always a raise, a glass of klar, and a glass of money
She likes weddings, a cortege with music in a limousine and a villa, awesome
Clothes love to say that she is a leader and antique, the street
She likes music but hates politics
Hard drugs, the street
Soft drugs, the street
Alcohol, the street
Hash and weed, the street
Breakdance, the street
Beatbox, the street
Hip-hop, rap, top, non-stop, the street
Hard drugs, the street
Soft drugs, the street
Alcohol, the street
Hash and weed, the street
Breakdance, the street
Beatbox, the street
Hip-hop, rap, top, non-stop, the street
The street in my mind is very beautiful and I'm jealous of her
I am the disease and I am the one who heals it
I'm afraid for her when the night falls and with it the silence
She stays up with the cries of ghosts and the beatings, the street
She likes to wake up at dawn with the call to prayer, the street
She loves the Ramadan night hustle, the street
She likes football, she likes boxing
Domain card hack now and bring me a file, the street
It soils young children on holidays when they are dressed up
She sells the expensive plate, yellow, measuring the cocaine and the duck
She dies for Air Max, Sergio Tacchini
She gossips about the veiled ones, maybe the mini ones, the street
It's my life, this life, it's the past
It's not the future, for the future is being built
My classic file is being erased with the big finger
If the years are difficult, the swimmer is in the well
Hard drugs, the street
Soft drugs, the street
Alcohol, the street
Hash and weed, the street
Breakdance, the street
Beatbox, the street
Hip-hop, rap, top, non-stop, the street
Hard drugs, the street
Soft drugs, the street
Alcohol, the street
Hash and weed, the street
Breakdance, the street
Beatbox, the street
Hip-hop, rap, top, non-stop, the street
Lyrics BY: Tarek Tabib